(12th February) The pounding noise of my sport shoes resonated off the concrete ground of the highway with a clanging echo that matched my throbbing heart inside my chest as I ran. Without figuring out an hour has elapsed, I joyfully lost in this half marathon run, by just a leap of faith that I could conquer this physical breakthrough, a seemingly impossible breakthrough that goes beyond my physical limits.
Who says one should throw a fancy party till midnight, or indulge yourself in extravagance during this Christmas holiday? Just an hour away from the city centre, there is a tranquil wonderland where sheer variety of reddish-yellow leaves bloom, where splendor of the golden foliage thrives especially around the Winter Solstice, and where you could bath with bliss and have countless strolls with your beloved ones, just by watching beautiful leaves in our city’s backyard.
“I like to just think of myself as a normal person who just has a passion, has a goal and a dream and goes out and does it. And that’s really how I’ve always lived my life.” ― Michael Phelps
(16th October) Accompanied by a two beat flutter kick, my arm stanches like windmill arc motions forward, caressing the moving water, locking on and pressing it back. I made every endeavour to extend my hand further and keep body balancing, and continued battling against the swirling currents while being pushed backward at the same time. Could you imagine I was once a little girl, being scared of gilding with my face down into the pool during most of my childhood, was now at the choppy centre of the Victoria Harbour, one of the world’s busiest ports against the backdrop of towering skyscrapers?