Racing

My heart is racing

Can I really do this?

I want to start pacing

It's too late; we're off

 

This seems like it goes on forever

I want to reach the end 

Started this, I should've never

Finally the end, but I took too long

 

It's next year and I'm  hopeful

I can do it this year

My pain is total

I failed, but success was near

 

I have to do it this year

It's not getting easier

I'm starting to have fear

Will I do it next year?

 

It's my last year, my last chance

I have to fight the pain

Or there's no way I can advance

I'm doing this for me now

 

I'm going to train

my muscles will strain

but I have to push on

Until my goal is won

 

I'm feeling good today

It's actually cool for once

The best weather for running, I would say

Today just might be the day

 

I start out strong

My mile times are slightly faster

Could this be it?

Could this be the day?

 

There's eight hundred meters left

My coach screams out my time

My heart is already racing but it picks up when I hear it

I'm finally going to do it

After four long, hard-working years, I'm finally going to do it!

 

My pulse is racing

My legs are pumping

My thoughts are rushing

My coach is encouraging

My friends are cheering

My lungs are burning

The finish line is nearing

 

I take the last step of the race and nearly collapse

I want to cry but I don't have enough breath

Not from the pain, but from finally achieving my goal

It was a long, slow, and sore journey

But I wouldn't trade that joy for anything in the world

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