Track Star

allison_stokke1

“The woman that I would try is worth every trial that I would face.” -kR

Down in the blocks oblivious to the cheers of the crowd, he has a singular focus – win the race and earn the reward. For truly never before has such a uniquely beautiful medal been at stake. With eyes on the prize he barely notices the hurdles on the track. “Stay in your lane,” he reminds himself to run his own race. As far as he is concerned this race is his for the taking. There is no competition in the seven other lanes, because ultimately his greatest competition is the runner within.

The pistol blasts off and the other runners follow suit! Ah the anxiety of those who pursue the desires of the heart! For his part he runs with graceful strides, relatively slower albeit deliberately so. “Never let your emotions act without the benefit of reason.” By the home stretch the sprinters have grown weary, but having kept a consistent pace he’s still in good shape. As he passes the leading runner who stares at him with mouth agape, he recalls an evening chat he once had with the prize about the fable of the tortoise and the hare. As he remembers the morale of her version he smiles and says to himself, “I just finish what I start.”

[image via]