My thoughts run wild with fears of crossing the finish line
The race is typically to the swift, but this time I will take my time
Savour all the sweet bitter emotions that fuel me stride by stride
I recall past victories and losses each with their own lessons
Making me more complete, making me a better athlete
So as I push on, my heart throbbing, I realise that this race can’t be lost
For even in defeat, I know the pain won’t last and the joy from the memories of taking part
Will forever brighten up my mind in preparation for my final victory, after which a new race will start.