Weekends feels like weekdays
The weekend was really hectic I could hardly breathe. And yet, the upcoming busy week looks equally daunting as well. Track Finals was held on Sat in which it took up my whole morning but I would say, it left a huge impact and memory for many years to come because I experienced the true meaning of fighting spirit. Being the last runner of the 4x400m event, there was tremendous pressure on me because firstly, I didn't really liked being the last runner and secondly, I was supposed to overtake someone. While we didnt start off well during the event, as I took off with the baton being the last runner, all that came to my mind was to finish the race and at least, shorten the gap. Never did I expect after 300m, i managed to catch up with this runner and it was really challenging to overtake her because I was pretty tired at the end. Naturally, she sped up as well but this little voice in me told me to overtake her. And yes, I looked like I was in pain and thankfully I managed to overta