I started marathon training aiming for a specific time, believing dedication would guarantee success, but life threw me a curveball.
My dad's illness forced me to balance training with his care, creating internal conflict and making me question my priorities.
I realized that true success lies not in flawless execution but in persistent effort, embracing imperfection and focusing on the process.
The marathon became a symbol of resilience, teaching me the importance of self-compassion and finding strength in showing up for myself and others.
