(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.
“For me, running is both exercise and a metaphor. Running day after day, piling up the races, bit by bit I raise the bar, and by clearing each level I elevate myself. At least that’s why I’ve put in the effort day after day: to raise my own level.”
― Haruki Murakami, “What I Talk about When I Talk about Running”