The adventure has begun again. Another chapter, another dawn,another chance to start afresh these marathons. Had to gather courage , infuse confidence to run this marathon.
This time, the battleground was Indiranagar, still half-asleep when I jolted awake at 4:30 am. The city was silent, but my mind was already buzzing with anticipation. I rushed to get ready, determined to reach on time… only to be greeted by the eternal truth of Indian events: they always start late 😶🌫️ 😏
But the real shock ? The tsunami of people.
A crowd so massive it felt like the entire city had decided to chase the sunrise with me. Seems Bangalore people r tired of visiting malls 🤪..They are trying something new.
The morning air feels different on race day, as if the sky itself leans closer to watch you try.. Race kick starts at 6:50 am finally. The race erupts with a thundering 💓 heartbeat. It was a run-walk-run for me.
Fatigue claws at your ribs , doubt hisses in your 👂 and the road suddenly feels heavier n infinite. But u refuse to kneel , a ferocious grit-forged rises from your marrow . Okay enough of my poetry 😎🤪…
I was able to complete the race conveniently. Your legs feel heavier, but your spirit feels lighter after you cross that finishing line.
Guys It’s not about the medal 🏅, it’s not about the timing. It’s about proving yourself that you can begin again, you can endure , stay fit as fiddle and fierce as 🔥
