Running a marathon, I believe, is the best way to realize the true potential of a human spirit. Every step you take towards that finish line has so much to teach than you can possibly imagine. It is a fierce battle in which you fight against yourself, trying so hard to suppress the voice of your limitations. This is one battle you would be proud for having taken part no matter what the outcome was.I did fight the battle against myself at Hyderabad. It was more of me soliciting it rather than forced upon. It would have been a real easy thing to blame it on the field as unfair and be loose on the target I set for myself on that day. But that is not what I am trained for. I am a marathoner. I had to fight it out whatsoever.
When I crossed that finish line, I knew I had lost the battle. Strangely, I wasn’t sad at all. I was happy. Knowingly I gave away every single drop of energy I had to lose the battle. It was a good battle to lose.
Sometimes it is good to lose battles to win a war. I know these battles will make me win the war I am going to wage against myself.
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