My legs went numb
Half-way through,
And my body ran dry
As the sun blazed true.
My mind sprinted,
My legs kept their pace,
My spirit sank,
I turned red in the face.
The scene around me
Was all a blur,
Familiar, maybe,
But I was not sure.
Like a mouse on its wheel,
There was no end—
A vicious cycle continued
Around each bend.
Finally, I made it
Around the last time,
No feeling in my legs,
But my heart, sublime.
Catching my breath,
I took in the air,
Filled up my lungs,
Leaving none to spare.
A bottle of water
Removed my last sorrow,
Until Coach waved and said,
“See you tomorrow!”
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