My heart thunders in my chest and my breathing becomes more labored as I reach mile three, only half a mile left to go. The muscles in my legs are begging me to stop, “QUIT” they say, “Just give up”. Yet, I must keep moving forward, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other. Despite the pain I keep progressing, and am rewarded when the finish line hovers in my line of site. This is it! With the last ounce of strength I sprint thru the finish and cross the line victorious.
Running throughout my life has done more than serve as an outlet, or keep me focused . It has taught me that a