After many weeks of angst, wondering if all my efforts would come to nought, the dark clouds lifted and my running dream was given a reprieve. Niki and Rhea offered to squeeze me into their corporate quotas (supporting an NGO), which would allow me to run the beast after all. I decided to go with Childline, an NGO after my own heart, and quickly turned the forms in.
Heart pounding with excitement, I picked up the reins of my tottering SC Marathon wagon, and set forth on my journey once more. All the emotions of fear, self-doubt, intimidation resurfaced, and with a pit the size of a cantaloupe in my stomach I mentally geared myself to giving it another go.
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| I've never crossed over to the other side |
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