Running That Big Mile

     The night before I couldn't stop thinking about this very moment. This kept me up all night and it's happening right here, right now. Glancing at my opponents, judging them by their cover, never coming to the conclusion that you're over-analyzing everything. Stepping on the starting line. Thoughts are flying non-stop I can't focus. So much adrenaline that I could collapse and all of a sudden it all comes together right at the end of the first lap. I never recalled running the first 300 meters. I feel weightless running this fast, I think I can run so fast forever. Preventing myself from getting carried away, I'm being kind to my future self. Everything hits at the end of the second lap, no more people cheering on names that I've never heard, no more friends giving me support. It's just me and other runners feeling the same pain and thinking that one thought. "Why do I keep doing this to myself?" My legs burn so much, it feels and sounds like I'm on a different planet trying to salvage air. My brain says stop, but my body pushes through. I see the end. Time to put on the after burners. Almost done, I'm running so fast the pain cant catch up, my one focus is that finish line...Crossing the finish line and stopping after finishing feels like the rear ended by a truck, the pain just hit me. It felt like an eternity, but glancing at the time only 5 minutes. Strange to think microwaving food can take longer.