His feet slam the pavement as his stress balls up in liquid form and roles off his powerful body, left behind him forever. The burn marks from painful words begin to heal and erase with each step. The fear of inadequacy has lost its grip because each hard breath builds his mind stronger. The frustration from life that squeezed itself into his muscles begins its journey out and away from its victim, for now the victim has become the survivor.
The dim echo of cheering whispers in his ear. It builds as he rounds the last kilometer; finish line in sight. His gifted body carries him to the end as the crowd cheers louder and louder.
Running; some do it for fitness, some do it for everything else.
--Stevie
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