I was in a dilemma. I wanted to be more active, to participate, to be more active and more healthy. But I had this restriction. So I would engage in sports and fitness sporadically - and when I had a seizure, I would stop abruptly. It was very frustrating. And every time I began, there was always some niggling doubt that one day, I would have to stop again.
Finally in 2012, I decided, that I would have a different year in all respects. That I would be rid of my fear. In many of the books I had read about epilepsy, there was only so much that medication could do - the rest was left up to the individual's will. I had already displayed an ability to stop a seizure if I set my mind to it - I could at least delay it until I was in a safer place by focusing on that intent. So I said to myself, "2012 - this is the beginning of a new year, a new life. " January began with me scaling a mountain with an elevation of 3000m. I then decided to take up running with the help of a coach so I could at least learn how to listen to and manage my body- and soon, I was writing about the experience. It was so liberating to feel free of the yoke that epilepsy had once thrown on me and finally participate in a sport that I truly loved.
I realized quickly that one of the things that I loved about running was the sense of strength I felt in each stride - a strength that I had long been told I did not have - because I was different. And yet, now because I knew how to manage my body and listen to it - each step forward felt like freedom, and when I told my neurologist later on that I had taken on running - let's say she tried to convince me to take up speed walking instead. Of course that didn't work - I wanted to be healthier - and as my EEGs continued to improve, my overall health did get better. There was no telling me otherwise.
Here's my account of how I fell head over heels (pun intended) with running, published in Run Magazine, Singapore June 2012, six months after I took after I took my first lap.
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