Crowd seems to murmur something. Everyone is just so excited. First time in this lifetime.
We started slow. I have generally studied the course. Mental tricks i have somersaulted. One GOAL. Gotta focus. Gotta stay with “the plan”.
The fun started the minute we converse. The very minute our common passion glued us together.
I was generally relaxed. Very much focused. Always cautious of my time and pace. Gotta beat “the plan”. Gotta make it come true. Gotta stick to it like glue.
From slow to a bit fast, i was making the ‘goal-dream’ a reality. I mentally posted some notes as to what time we should be where.
The cool morning slowly bloomed into a warm day. I remained focused, I stayed calm, despite unaccounted number of pictures, & lots of runners who passed us by earlier, whom we now left behind. As the heat goen on, & we closed in on the last 6 kilometers of this half-marry, a felt a lot stronger. Guys & gals whom i can’t seem to reach earlier are now walking as I pass by. And some whom are pacing with me, left me behind too.
It was a sweet assault to the finish. I was too relaxed to slow down, and a bit tired to speed-up more. Last turn to the finish line was a strange sight for me. It seemed suddenly too easy. I planned a 2:30:00 time. I aimed to beat it, if not exactly step at it.
As i crossed the line…I was minute late. 🙂