I took a deep breath, closed my eyes and decided to quit at that point rather than try and finish the race and worsen my injury. It took a lot more mental courage to pull out than it did to sign up and train. I had promised Sumit I would come back whole and not broken. Next morning, I took the flight back home. I cried for many many days though. I will go back another year soon, because I know I am persistent.
If there is a storm, then there will be calmness as well.
If there is darkness, then bright light will follow soon.
If there are mountains to climb, then there are rivers to swim too.
If you can walk, then you can indeed run too
And see you at the finish line.
This medal was not just a piece of metal but my most prized possession.
Each one of us faces challenges and personal hardships; there will be days when that pillow seems like the best companion ever. But only when one faces those demons head on with courage and conviction, can one overcome the odds.
I also have an accurate observation that I am genetically slow when it comes to races, but no one can beat me when I chase a local train.
I waited patiently for I knew that the cocoon will take its own time to crack open and the butterfly will be out in the open.
It puzzles me that I see so few women who look like me at races despite living in a country that has top notch facilities for athletes – and have found that a lot of the barriers that women in India face are present across the diaspora as well.
“You’re so much more than the numbers on your plus size lingerie”