Some people think that going for a race that doesn't kill you will naturally make you stronger. It could possibly be the other way round, that if it doesn't kill you, it made you look silly for not completing it. Sometimes the mountains you go for gets bigger and bigger, it made you think - what in life can be worse than being stuck in a midday sun, dying to move across to the finishing line. You get overtaken by many, there's no reason you should be here, impossible to move further.
When at tiring blank, the mind says - just give up, pack and go home. At one point in life, I did really that. Giving up is easy.
Here's one in life, I did it. Even if it takes a long row, more than what it should be. I really wanted to be there. I did it this time round :)
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