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The Mind of a Runner

Sweat rolls down the back of my neck
The gun is risen into the air, flag waving
I get into place, 3rd line from the left
Arm pumped slightly, knee raised lightly.
 
*BAM*
 
I start off slow, sliding into 6th position
We turn the corner and I take my first deep breath
In through the nose, out through the mouth
Setting the perfect pace for the first lap
Noticing that the girl in front of me is slow
I speed my way into 5th, short and quick.
 
We turn the next corner, running in coalition
The crowd watches intensely, studying us
Trying to figure which of the twelve is best.
 
As the next corner shows it’s burdening face
The girls and I kick it up a notch
Within seconds I’ve caught another
And realize I’m pushing too hard too early
‘This is only lap two darling, slow down a little.’
My conscience always knows what’s best, I obey.
 
Beginning to feel the burning sensation in my legs,
I let my mind wander, reliving memories to pass the time.
I see his face, his beautiful structure, his kind eyes
A field of gold in front of us, as we sit on a log
Talking about little things, laughing here and there.
 
Before I know it I’ve hit lap three
I kick up again and pass another girl, breathing heavy.
The sky goes dark and the stars come out
The air is chilly, as we lay and stare at one another
Eyes dark hazel with specks of green and gold.
 
Then I hear it, the warning shot
My cue to put on the gas pedal
My adrenaline sky rockets
I look ahead and see I’m not that far
Maybe fifty feet behind.
I throw it into full gear and book the last corner
Passing two girls with ease.
 
Ten feet ahead of me is a blonde
I look closer and realize it’s Courtney, my friend.
A smirk covers my face, and I know I’ve got her.
I sprint, fully pumping my arms and legs
She must’ve heard me because she sprints too
But it just isn’t enough, I’ve gotten too close.
 
I pass her and leave her in the dust
Approaching the end of the line
The crowd roars, sending my adrenaline even higher.
I run straight through the end and past the fence
Never wanting to lose this feeling.
So instead of stopping,
 
I run forever.

(2015)

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