I Prepared To Run Marathon for A Year and Injured Myself Before the Race
Lessons from My Training Journey
Not realizing the grounds were not level, I accidentally twisted my ankle beside that person.
I heard a cracking sound.
I stopped suddenly and thought to myself, “Shit, shit, shit.”
The sun had just set, and it was dark. Thus, I didn’t want to move away from the road because of cars passing by.
I saw someone far away walking on the sidewalk. I slowly moved over to the side, letting that person walk past me as I ran through them.
The half-marathon that I had been preparing for months was days away.
I suffered an injury, which meant forfeiting the race. I had invested so much time and effort into it.
Felt devastated at first, then came to feel furious and depressed
Reflecting on the journey, running has changed physically and philosophically. The countless early morning runs, the moments of pushing through…
