They say politics is a battlefield, but on this particular Saturday, we ditched the drama for dopamine. We laced up our sneakers — not to storm Parliament, but to jog into purpose and maybe burn off Friday night's guilt (we see you, midnight kotas).
We ran instead of marching, we shared hot chocolate instead of exchanging insults, and we laughed, strategized, and sang because — let’s be honest — the IFP isn’t just arriving in the Western Cape. We’re bursting in like we forgot our house keys.
Yesterday wasn’t just about kilometres — it was about vuma. It was about running toward a vision: a Western Cape where the IFP, once as quiet as a library during exam season, is now turning heads like amapiano on full blast. We’re not just showing up. We’re laying bricks, passing mics, and setting vibes.
Alongside vibrant young people from Khayelitsha, I joined SADESMO — the IFP’s official student wing — at UCT for a morning jog that was less about cardio and more about proving that young people can be on time on a Saturday. But what truly stood out wasn’t just the pace — it was the peace. We saw unity in our diversity. Different races, accents, hairstyles, and breakfast choices came together for a shared purpose.
In a province often divided along racial and social lines, this felt like witnessing a political unicorn — rare, beautiful, and blessed with drip. The IFP is bringing that energy. We’re inclusive, loud, proud, and yes — we recycle.
By the end of it, SADESMO had launched a weekend running club — a movement within a movement. Because what’s better than jogging for fitness? Jogging for leadership. (With selfies, of course. If it’s not posted, did it really happen?)
En route to the event, I had a hilarious chat with my Uber driver — a lovely gent from Malawi who, despite not being South African, seemed to know everything. He glanced at my politically fashionable attire (you know, cute and dangerous) and asked, “Are you going to that big red rally in Khayelitsha?”
I blinked. “No, mfowethu. I’m IFP. I’m headed to UCT, then Sabbath service, then Khayelitsha — not for drama, but to build. Also, I have snacks.” Nakh'ya!!!!
Yes, I knew the EFF was having their rally — everyone and their cousin’s WhatsApp status knew. But my focus was on the vibes at UCT, the hymns I’d sing later, and the revolutionary gossip in Khayelitsha.
After the jog — and a wholesome moment of political friendliness (a few curious EFF members swung by our table and accepted some lekker hot chocolate because, come on, we’re not just politically conscious — we’re also generous and caffeine-inclusive) — we rolled out to Khayelitsha.
That’s where the next layer of vision unfolded. The vibes turned into vision. Women’s Brigade? Brewing. Disability Brigade? Practically downloading. SADESMO on every campus? Manifesting. We weren’t chasing headlines — we were chasing history. And yes, there were snacks. Revolutionary ones.
Then hunger clapped back. We hit Spine Road for a bite, still in full IFP drip, still buzzing, waiting patiently for our food like responsible citizens. And then in walked the EFF. They arrived while we were chilling, having our moment. We stayed calm, fabulous, and a little extra — just how democracy likes it. We sang, we took pictures, we even pulled some moves. Basically, we were the moment.
The Uber driver later said, “I thought you were all EFF — you even had the energy.” We laughed. Because it’s true — we have the energy. But we also have the vision. And vision beats volume every time.
This is the IFP in the Western Cape: young, hilarious, inclusive, and unstoppable. We’re not opening branches — we’re planting vibes. We’re not chasing clout — we’re building community. And we’re not jogging for gym — we’re jogging for generations.
To the young people of Khayelitsha and the UCT students who brought fire to the track — siyabonga! You didn’t just show up — you showed off. This wasn’t a fitness event. It was a youthquake. And the Western Cape will never be the same.
To SADESMO UCT: thank you for running (literally and figuratively) with us. You didn’t just host a jog — you ignited a vibe. SADESMO, the heartbeat of IFP student activism, is more than just a student wing — it’s where youthful intellect meets unapologetic ambition.
For students with strategy, style, and sass, SADESMO is where the books meet the ballot box, with room for a jog and a selfie in between. Yesterday’s jog? Proof that politics can be powerful, playful, and perfectly timed for TikTok.
To the students of UCT: this is your invitation. Something fresh, fierce, and funny is rising in the Western Cape. And if you're not jogging with us yet... what are you waiting for?
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