Three summers ago, I had the crazy dream of registering for
a marathon. Fate took over, and I landed up at the start-line untrained and unsure.
I couldn’t do it, walked the distance, and swore never to attempt it again.
But unfinished business rankles. I decided to try one more
time. I have trained many months for it. I am as ready as I’ll ever be.
Whether I achieve my dream or not, I would have given it my
best shot. I am satisfied.
“Courage is not absence of fear, but the judgment that
something is more important than fear.”
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A former treadmill junkie, I had to start running on the road if I wanted to pile up the kind of mileages that I needed to attempt a marathon. Luckily, I found a place I fell in love with, and this photograph, taken during my first ever training run in April forms a part of my Pictoral Flashback of 2011.