The race was charted out in meticulous detail. There was Plan A, a Plan B; and a plan for when things went wrong as I knew they would.
But when I actually started running, my legs listened not to my brain, but to my heart. My heart knew the pace I should hit and the pace I should keep. My heart knew when to slow down, and when to keep going. My heart helped me run a race I never knew I could- turn in a time I never thought possible.
Why can’t we learn to listen to our heart?
A drabble is a story told in exactly 100 words.
|And now, I can proudly wear this!!!!|