Watching these young ones run their perfectly paced laps, mone, I am right back at the school sports day, timing my girls with that old stopwatch that always stuck at the 45-second mark. They would come flying past, braids whipping, and I would just shout "Go on, chechi!" from the sidelines, my own heart racing with theirs. Even now, my evening walk at Marine Drive slows right down if I see a serious runner on the track—some habits, and some joys, never retire.
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