the fire burns brighter.

deep inside of me, i feel that something's not the same. a smouldering coal is glowing. a fire still burns.


i know myself that talent unused is talent wasted. but at the same time, all the realities of life are coming back to me. i'm starting to feel. i know now that there truly is more to a sport than just winning. than just trying to be the best. its about chasing your passion, fuelling your flame.


i guess after embracing every single aspect of running, i've learnt to appreciate it for what it really is in the rawest form. its not merely a physical race. its very much mental, and its very much spiritual. endurance events strip you down to your bare minimums whereby you remove almost all comforts and willingly and voluntarily place yourself in excruciating pain. it sounds like self torture. it is. but its really about how disciplined you are, and how much shit your mind and your body is ready to take. its the only time when u, as a human, are at your weakest, at the time what feels like death overcomes you in a way indescribable by words. you suddenly realise your weakness and frailty and see that in your most vulnerable time, you suddenly look to seek strength from a higher being, whether you believe in a God or not. you ask for help. for strength to carry on,

and that is why i think endurance sports are spiritual.

its a point of total submission to a force that you cant see or physically feel. it is faith in the unknown.


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