Back in 2017, I stumbled across a project called “Breaking 2”. At the time, I knew a little of Eliud Kipchoge – a Kenyan Olympian, talented, consistent, quietly successful. But this was different. The challenge, funded by Nike, was simple in words but outrageous in practice: to run a marathon in under two hours. I remember watching with fascination, and though Kipchoge fell just short that day, something about him stuck with me. His calm, humility and this deep belief that no human is limited.

Just two years later, in 2019, I sat in awe watching history unfold as Kipchoge became the first human to run a marathon in under two hours. It was unbelievable. To me, it wasn’t just about the time it was the way he carried himself. He was still humble, still gracious, still smiling and acknowledging others. By then, I was convinced: this man from Kenya wasn’t just the greatest runner we’d ever seen; he was an extraordinary human example of dedication and commitment.

Fast-forward to last week, and there I was, in Sydney, getting to see Kipchoge in the flesh. Yes, Eliud Kipchoge — the GOAT of running — right here in Sydney. I had it all planned and set off from St Leonards early on Sunday morning for what would be a surreal experience of high emotion and personal joy.

I first caught sight of him at the bottom of him at the bottom of Walker Street in North Sydney, where he glided past with the same smooth stride I’d only ever seen on screens. I must admit,

I became a bit emotional. I quickly made my way over to Dawes Point (just under the harbour bridge) for a second glimpse – this time, he and the front pack were deadest sprinting and the crowd erupted as he flew past. With a little time up my sleeve, I ran up to Mrs Macquarie’s Chair, and there, of all things, I spotted on the 39km drink table his labelled water bottle. Naturally, I took a photo — how could I not…

Finally, I made my way to the Opera House, where the run was to finish. The crowd gathered, buzzing with excitement. Phones out. Eyes locked. And then, there he was again, charging to

ward the finish in true Kipchoge style. He didn’t hit the podium that day, but when he crossed the line and acknowledged the crowd with that trademark humility, it was a moment I won’t forget.

It was a special morning, one I’ll treasure for a long time. But it was also a chance for me to reflect on the journey of life. Seeing Kipchoge reminded me that life, like running, is about more than where you finish. It’s about the discipline to keep going, the humility to stay grounded, and the belief that we should never put limits on ourselves.

To my outgoing Year 12s: you’ve run an incredible race this year and in the years that have passed. You’ve faced challenges, you’ve endured the training, and now your closer than

ever to the finish line. As you step into the next chapter, remember that the journey doesn’t end here. Like Kipchoge, keep running with perseverance, humility, and hope.

And to the rest of our student community: whether you’re at the starting line of Year 7, halfway up Heartbreak Hill in Year 9, or rounding the final bend in Year 11, keep running your race. Don’t worry if others seem faster or smoother just focus on your lane, your journey, and your growth.

For me, that morning with Eliud Kipchoge wasn’t just about seeing the GOAT. It was about being reminded that running and life is a long game. It takes patience. It takes resilience. It takes faith. But when you keep showing up, when you stay humble, when you believe, extraordinary things are possible. So keep running legends. The finish line is only ever the start of a new race