Trail running is my reminder that no matter what, you have to keep going. Because when you’re 5km away from home and in the middle of a farmers field, there is no other option. You can’t get a bus, or order a cab, or get someone to come and get you.
Even if you slow down, you keep moving.
And when I think I can’t, I think back to the girl that couldn’t even get out of bed for days on end. She did it. She kept going and look where she is now.
So if she can do that, I can keep going.
Because no matter how much I hated that part of my life, I love that girl for what she has taught me now. The lessons she gave me when she didn’t even know it.
The strength and grit and determination that she had, even when she couldn’t see it herself.
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