Running

I once chased speed at 120 km/h on a Harley, until a crash changed everything. With metal in my arm and everyone telling me to stop riding, I had to find a new outlet. 

I had to find a new way to feel alive.

Running didn’t just heal my body. It gave me rhythm, pain I chose, and mornings I wanted to wake up for.

I initially used to think running is boring. How is constantly doing the same thing fun and that too at the same location and I saw most of the people running in circles 😂

It started with pain. It turned into peace. Every milli-second hurts, but every milli-second counts.

This isn’t a fitness story. It’s about chasing freedom through pain and finding clarity in motion.

I wrote a tweet about it and to my surprise, many people found it golden.