Heart pounding.

Just up that hill, I tell myself.

Salty sweat.

Pound, pound.

Cheers and jeers.

The line, I see it.

Even a shadow is faster than me.

Finish. Pound.

This "story" is just a way from me to purge my mind of all these random things floating around in it. Snippets... thoughts... little fluffs of ideas.

The poem above is just my mind feeling poetic and wanting to vent about the 5k I ran two days ago. This is how I felt/thought while running up a long sustained slope about 10 feet away from the finish line.

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