First Marathon

By Bryan | Published: 19th May, 2024



I signed up for a 10KM marathon. I said, why not?

Two weeks before the actual event, I was doubting if I ever gonna make it to the finish line. I've only done jogging often times during weekends. The last run I did was not even close to half. Besides, I’ve got nothing to prove. But I wanted to do it. I wanted to finish the run. I wanted to measure myself at least once (or twice).

So I practiced.

First attempt at 4KM, I barely made it. I was catching my breath — I felt terrible. Was that my limit? Is that all I can do now?

Second run, I was already doing 6KM. I grew stronger. I felt stronger. I got one more week before the run. I should try more. 2 days before the actual marathon, I finished off around 8KM. What a stretch! I felt even more terrible. But that moment, I've gotten this inclination I may as well finish the trail.

Marathon day.

With more than 3K running, we’re at the last batch to run. I started off slow with a steady pace. I just kept going. I didn't stop.

It was at 8km when I felt I'd regained 100.1% confidence that I whispered to myself — I’m actually nailing this! I was able to sustain my breathing at normal, my legs were strong. I was running good strides. Then I saw the finish line from a distance. I ran off fast and hard. Did my body just shift to adrenaline mode?

I reached the finish line. That felt good. That felt right.







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