....I didn't know where all the frustration was leading to but I was determined to get to the Finish line. I reckon that I'd do better at 100 m dashes but I knew how some preserverence can pay off a great deal. So assured of this,was I prepared to embrace all the anguish...

Little did I realize that restoring faith one too many times not only require an enormous amount of strength, but also a hint of courage. With the flicker of hope I had left in me,I kept going and not realize that I was already past the Finish line...

....and I still keep going...