There was a time when I thought anyone who took part in a marathon was a breed apart. It wasn't even on my bucket list, because it was something I could not even think of doing, ever. I was right in a way- nobody I knew had ever run a marathon, so why would I think it was doable?
Then I started running, and found that I could. Not well, or fast, but for long periods. Three years after I registered for my first half-marathon, my love affair continues.
Can we ever know what we can do unless we try?