After the whistle was blown.. i ran fast as my legs could carry me. I can hear the rest of the runners behind me and i can see another runner ahead of me. "Argh.. cant seem to shake them off!" ... "where is he?" i look back to the grandstand.. i can see myriads of people but where is he? "sigh.. im running my last event and he's not there to see me."

Its another 100 m left to reach the next runner, seems so far away and my legs are aching. I didnt want to look back to the grandstand just to see he's not there, but i cant help it.. probably he's there.. i believe so... he wished me luck just now, so he must be there! So i looked again to the grandstand ... as my eyes scanned the grandstand as quick i as i could...
Indeed! There he is! He's waving at me!

As if the winds from the four corners of the world came to my aid, my pace was hasten, i have more energy in my legs than all the other events i've lost. Now it does not matter that they're all much older or taller than me.. i will finish this and i will win this. Strength were just flowing to my limbs as every step i took gave me the leading edge, I cant believe it! i've just passed the first runner!

There's no looking back now.. Abang is looking at me.. im giving my best that's all that matters, thats what he told me. Im leading now.. its only 10 metres left..
5 metres.. YES!!! I've done it!

We won.. we won the 200 x 4 relay. I was the first runner. I am a winner. And we are the Champions. Now for my reward.. Secret Recipe :)


-From the events of the Lydia Ubong's final track event "200m x 4" -
as how it was told to me by Lydia herself.. :) God Bless.