Initially, marathon training seemed like a straightforward equation of discipline leading to results, a perfectly controlled process.
However, my father's illness disrupted this plan, creating a conflict between my training and caring for him, leaving me feeling torn and guilty.
Through this challenging experience, I redefined success, focusing on consistency over perfection and appreciating the journey rather than solely the outcome.
Ultimately, the marathon became a testament to resilience, self-compassion, and the quiet satisfaction of showing up, even amidst life's complexities.
