As the last bits of daylight disappeared, the darkness settled in, and I felt a deep tiredness taking hold of me. The path ahead was lit up with artificial lights, but even that couldn’t shake off my weariness.
For a brief moment, I thought about forcing myself to keep going, ignoring the fatigue to reach my goals. But then I felt my inner wolf rise, her voice strong and protective. “If you can’t focus and risk hurting yourself, how will you be able to race?” she reminded me, her words cutting through my exhaustion like a flash of lightning.
Her advice hit home, bringing me a bit of clarity in the growing darkness. It wasn’t just about moving fast; it was also about having strength and a clear mind. I realised that sometimes the bravest thing we can do is to pause, take a breath, and tak
