Marathon
In 1986, when I was only 10 years old, I started jogging on a somewhat regular basis. I was never very good at it, but I was always quite passionate about it. I've had great experiences while jogging at so many different places worldwide. To mark the 25th anniversary of such an event, I decided to face a big challenge: I would run the marathon (once and for all) in a decent time.
The training was tough (mostly due to the lack of time and to an unexpected foot injury). But, mostly thanks to my brother (a talented and dedicated triathlete) I was able to succeed. As it is shown below, I crossed the finish line hugging him while the clock was marking 3.38.30.
