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Marathon for the first time


Recently, I got an email from Royal Thimphu College inviting its alumni to observe its 10th year of its educational service by organizing marathon. I instantly responded to the call of my heart since running and playing few games are little closer to me. 
There was only few days left to practice and build up my stamina. I confirmed myself to be a contestant of the event by registering to alumni@rtc.bt. Garnering my full determination I started practice running from Taba until Kabesa painting school. I woke up every morning at 6AM, prepared tea, had kapchi solution and silently sneaked out of the room in my white shoes. I practiced for five mornings and a couple of evenings. 
As the actual event day approached closer, I knew I had enough stamina. I could run consistently irrespective of the road conditions, either downward slopy or upward slopy. I was almost confident that I could at least stand in top 10 positions. 
The event was on 11th May. The event was supposed to start at 6: 30AM from college gate until Changlimithang. I woke up at 5AM, had tea and rushed to catch up the 6AM bus to college from Chubachu. A friend of mine Lhab was also already up on the way to catch up the bus. 
No sooner did we reach the college than we got registered and got shirt number each. I got shirt number 12 and Lhab was with number 11. All instructions were made clear to all the participants. Exactly at 7AM, ladies started their race as the college president went flag up. After five minutes later, the gents started the race. 
As soon as the race started, some boys ran down like ball rolling the slope where I couldn't run swiftly. I was somewhere in the midlde clapping my feet on the road. Lhab was far behind me. As I descended down, I got little exhausted. I got a piece of white ribbon at Babesa express way. Then I resumed running. The then I was gulping for air and felt like to slow down and walked for a while. I walked for few steps. I could see some runners bypassing me. Again I continued running until near Olakha ribbon point. I had to walk again. I couldn't hold my breath and felt like I was fainting. I walked three times before I reach the last ribbon point at Flyover bridge. From that point I again pushed myself to run quicker and caught up others.
As I approached near Lungtenzampa, I again resumed walking. There were two men running trying to bypass me. I ran quickly and entered the red ribbon caught at its two sides, leaving the two guys behind. People were shouting as I faintly walked near the register and showed my three pieces of ribbon. I was listed in 15th position. I was able to complete the whole disyancw within 45 minutes.

Despite having body and limb aches, I had a geart opportunity although I couldn't stood in top five. I only regretted once for walking several times on the way. I could have run constantly and succeeded better than it was. Indeed I was grateful to RTC for the successful event conducted. I am looking forward to do better than this time if there is such event next year. 

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  1. Voice in The LettersMay 12, 2019 at 5:46 AM

    Try and fail but don't fail to try
    I remember this everytime i have to confront a hurdle in my life.Congratulations for not only participating but also securing 15th .��

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