Fighting for India
Fight for India? India just beat me upside the head and left me throwing up in a ditch… Is India even worth fighting for? In fact, I’ve been feeling tired since Australia, is the World Race even worth it?
A million painful longings for home accompanied my line of questioning as I let myself feel the full misery of my situation. Then God reminded me of an activity I did way back in October on the first night of training camp. Illuminated by the glow of my groups tikki torch, I stumbled through the darkness to a check point to answer a question that would be spoken of many times over the next several days.
Is the World Race worth it?
You’re going to get tired.
You’ll be sweaty, dirty and uncomfortable.
You might hate the food you have to eat.
You won’t have privacy.
You might not like your team.
Sometimes life will really, truly suck…
Is it worth it?
At the time I had given my answer confidently, without hesitation. The other day the answer didn’t come as easily yet I could not deny that I truly believed, as I did then, that this whole stupid, crazy World Race thing actually is worth the trouble. It’s just more difficult to live like being a World Racer is an honour when circumstances are hard.
My heart a little softer God said it again:
Fight for India.
Keep a positive attitude and struggle to eat food that makes me sick while I melt away in the heat in an effort to go to war for this unique nation… Is it worth the fight? I desperately wanted it to be but I felt like throwing up again and I wasn’t so sure…
