There’s a moment in every long-distance run—usually somewhere around the halfway point—when your body starts bargaining. Your legs ache. Your breath shortens. And your brain whispers, “Just stop.”
I’ve done 20–30 km trail races through the mountains and jungles of Southeast Asia—Thailand, Cambodia, Malaysia. Brutal terrain. Unrelenting heat. And one trut…
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