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Dear Readers,
Thank you for coming here!
After so many years and so many tries, I finally brought myself to some running.
I started in the neighborhood park in a sunny afternoon around 4pm.
I did my warm-up and started running.
Right after I started, I passed by a Grandpa who was walking while swinging his arms in the same park.
After a short while of running, I had to stop, which was expected because I had not run or done any exercise for so long.
So I stopped running and started walking.
Shortly after, I noticed some footsteps behind me. I turned around and saw the Grandpa I just passed by.
He was still walking while swinging his arms.
He has caught up with just walking in his own pace, feeling relaxed, while I was breathing heavily and sweating all over and had to consciously remind myself to walk faster.
In case you are wondering, he could not have taken any shortcut. I was pretty much running in a straight line.
So the take-away is that life is a Marathon, not a sprint. We all need to find our pace and stick to it and then time will be on our side.
And time always works magic!
Till next time!
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