CHAMP - THAT'S ME!

This title sounds pompous right? Well, let me say that I pride myself in being my own champion.

My friends know my passion for running, my dream to take part in the marathon; how I got registered for it...against odds and then I broke my leg! I mean I fractured my right femur bone.

For almost a month before the marathon (in January), I had pain in my right thigh. My mobility was not hindered and so I thought it to be a muscle pull. I rested my leg...stopped running. (But, I danced – that’s a different story) And before the marathon, I had been to an orthopaedist who had given me a ‘go ahead.’

To cut the long story short, I did participate in the marathon. I couldn't run but, limped with an excruciating pain. I saw thousands of people walk past me, faster than me...I saw a very old man run, bare foot and I pushed myself. I just wanted to cross the finish line.

But, destiny had a different plan. At one point I just froze. I could not move and was rooted to the spot! As people helped me, I saw a man with an artificial leg walk past me. Hat’s off to his dedication. If he could, then I can too. No excuses, right?

People say that I was crazy....yes, I was and still am. It was a burning desire that fuelled me to push myself to the limits – all for a dream, a dream yet to be fulfilled and which I will.

I was not disappointed. To walk with a broken leg for 14kms in no joke.

For - A-to-Z Challenge