 One Euphoric dawn, herds of Zebra drawn by the pasture, were racing us. The ground vibrating with the thunder of their hooves as they galloped alongside. We could almost reach out and touch them – the drama as they swung across our path. Euphoric moments were tempered by tough reality:
The deep challenge to overcome the frailty of the body.
Hitting that brick wall of exhaustion – physically a mangled wreck in the dust.
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