I dressed, stretched and packed silently. It’s Marathon today… exciting.
I was on the embankment just in time to join my wave. People stretching, talking, shivering on the morning breeze. We moved towards start line, cheering voice from the speakers wishing us luck…
Running, hundreds of people clustered on the road, adjusting to their speed, maneuvering in between, heading forward. Curious, looking around, diverse buildings, the bay, random people… It came unexpected, the view on the bridge… red and tall in the fog. That’s the aim, that’s future – many miles still to cover, but I will be there.
The further you go less crowded it gets… but then you join those that started earlier, then you go ahead and all repeats… such an analogy of success…growth, isn’t it?
There were cheering places along the track, friends and relatives… holding the signs and clapping… support is needed whatever strength you claim to have, whatever you do…there was someone cheering for me… there were many more that could not come, from Russia and Iceland… that I knew would wish ,me good and feel a bit proud. “You rock!” I saw the sign… I actually do, I thought, light and steady, smiling towards the crowd coming back over the bridge.
It was a break through… I am sure not just for me. Break through the limits, made by the patterns of thoughts… the mind prison was shaking, walls collapsing under new decisions being made on the move… no fear, just action for now and for the future.
…Speeding up towards the finish line… leaving all the miles behind, forgetting the tiredness…music and people embrace me…it’s over… I did it, I feel I could cry, I choose not to and smile instead… celebrating small victory over self... looking forward to many more to come.
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