Monday, October 7, 2013
Run your own race
I was just settling down into my run, when a bunch of runners overtook me. They were all wearing tee-shirts of the Comrades Marathon- arguably the greatest ultra-marathon in the world.
They were faster than I was, but not too much. I was tempted to speed up and match their pace. To prove to myself that I could be as good as them. But sooner than the idea surfaced, I squashed it.
They were running their run, I was running mine. There was no need to compete, because the only reason we run is for ourselves. True about life itself.
This is the fifth year that I am going to be a part of NaBloWriM. The writing mojo seems to have deserted me, but by elaborating either on a quote that touches my heart, or by attempting to capture a fleeting emotion, let me see how long I last.