Monday, 20 February 2012

0 to 21


A step on the ground
One up, one down
A new hope is found
Miles ahead I see a future
Yet now it feels like sheer torture
I could stop
Do it later
Perhaps I’ll think a little straighter

It was happening again
The barriers were in, jailing my mind
Crippling me blind
Go away, these roads are mine
Leave me alone
I need my throne
I want to be free, just let me run
All I want is to have some fun

Five k later, I do feel warmer
Puffs of humid smog inhale 
Warm clouds of vapour exhale
Controlling my breath
Caressing the sun
My legs feel lighter
I welcome the fighter

Don’t run too fast
You could end up last
Don’t crash, don’t burn
Don’t speed, it's not your turn

Ten k later, my glass half full
Beads of sweat
Oh sweet nectar of merit
My gears have shifted
I’m feeling some strain
A little pain

Restore your energies
Refuel your mind
Respond to your body
Enrich your spirit
Be gentle, be kind

Fifteen k later, five to go
Rock and roll baby
Power and glory
Arms and legs in sync with my mind
A spiritual transcendence
A harmonious ride

The final stretch
My limits outstretched
Agony flows through my veins
I’ve lost myself, I’m going insane

Swelling fingers
Burning blisters
Elastic muscles clamping in
Delirious needles torment from within
Don’t stop
No run, no walk, just jog

Last k, adrenalin kicks in
How far I have come, it’s just sunk in
Two months of training
Relentless running
Each k tells a story
This last one leads to glory

2 comments:

Sara Brickman González said...

¡¡¡Sin dolor no hay gloria!!!

Chanakya said...

Perfecto !! Simply inspiring...