The euphoria of finishing 21K, no, The Condura 21K still lingers like a cherished memory. It’s been a great feat since returning/starting to run last December. I still remembered musing then that a Half Marathon was only probable at mid-year. But the allure of the Condura was irresistible. It’s like the organizers has staged an effective, efficient and enchanting hypnosis. This was evidenced by the multitude of newbies, first-timers, and virgins ecstatically braving the event.
So what’s next? What’s to top the experience of Condura? When and where to tell the next grand tale?
A faster 21K? There’s something there, maybe an incremental satisfaction. But not as much an adrenaline rush like jumping 10K or 15K to 21K, and we’re talking The Condura 21K.
A jump to 42K? Ahhh, now we’re talking. The journey from 5K to 10K to 15K to 21K is comprehensible. But a 21K to 42K is mind-boggling! It’s like a leap between two cliffs, the chasm of death waiting below. The hardcores and the more industrious runners can do it in 14, 16 weeks or even less. But for moderate runners like me, it is months or years away and lots and lots of extra rice. Sigh!
Is there something in between? Something more realistic in a relatively shorter time for the likes of me. A bridge linking two cliffs, the 21K and the holy grail of running for most, the 42K. Perhaps a 30K race… how about Three-Quarters-Marathon… or a Twenty-Miler? On the other side of the world, the latter is not unheard of.
I can only wish, hope and pray…
