The Burn
Since the eigth grade,
I've been running what people consider
To be their sports's punishment
Cross country.
Now
Why do I continue to run 3.1 miles in the woods
While my chest and legs burn
That makes me spend so much money
On gear
That will only end up to be stained with mud and dirt
That pushes both my mental and physical threshold?
It's because I live for this burn.
I run this sport because I love the feeling
Of my chest and legs burning
After a hard workout and knowing
That I am both mentally and physically able
To push my body to limits
That I never knew were possible.
When I run,
It makes me focus and understand
My body and how it functions
Getting dirty during a run or a meet
Is something that I don't mind
Because it helps me know
That I will not allow anything
To stop me
From reaching my goal of improving more and more.
Most importantly,
I run this sport
Because I live to support my teammates
I live teaching them that they too can push themselves
To limits that they may also have not known
That they could reach.
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