Don't Quit my Friend, Keep Running.
As we exchanged texts today, I felt like you were at that point which is akin to my last 5 km of 42km marathon run. As you already know, I am an intrepid runner and have done all kinds of distances. The 42km run is the ultimate challenge to me. Many times, I want to give up around the 37 th kilometer. I start asking myself why I have to go through this distressing exercise all in the name of completing a race. At that point in a race I am in a bend, I lack the capacity to look behind with clarity of mind and most importantly with tired legs, a heavy chest and breathless heart-pounding, I doubt if I can get over what's about to come. Yet, before me is a short run that seems longer than what I have already covered. I am so miserable at that stage because I can’t see how I will do it. I am about to give up but I comfort myself in knowing that people (especially those older than me) survive it every day. It's a rare defining moment of the race...