Starting Line

December 7, 2010
By , Brighton, MI
I hasten my step to join the crowd,
(Thirty Minutes)
Take a puff of my inhaler.
I look down one last time to check my shoes
Crisp air, sun shining, a blanket of white clouds
(Fifteen Minutes)
Hands sweating.
Called to the line.
Muscles tense, mouth dry, heart racing
Fingers tingling like electricity is flowing through them
Almost can’t breathe
The ten seconds I’ve been here feel like ten minutes
Listening to speech
(Five Seconds)

We start running.

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Jillybilly said...
Jan. 26, 2011 at 3:35 pm
I really feel like I am at the start of the race and getting ready to go.  All that energy waiting and waiting to be released.  Great job!!
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