I trained hard with a time target in mind. Dragged myself out of bed so I could do my long runs. Dodged speeding cricket balls while doing my speed-work. I did everything I could. And yet, 5 miles into the race, I knew it was not my day. Things should have fallen into place, but didn’t.
So, I stopped looking at my stopwatch and started enjoying the run. Started high-fiving the people who had gathered to cheer. Paced other runners who were close to giving up.
Happiness is in enjoying what you have, not mourning what you feel you should.
I took a picture of the iconic Bandra-Worli Sealink during the course of the run. This is the only time you get to traverse it on foot.