I really miss the way they cheered…

I was walking to class today, and looked over at the stadium.  I watched as runners did sprint repeats and endurence reps.  I think now, I’ve never missed the asphault benieth my feet more.  It feelts like yesterday, I remember things we did, said, laughed about.  I rememeber being on the infield, waiting for my heat to start.  The way it felt when you did your 10th hill repeat and got to walk back down.  What it felt like to see the flags, to hear the crowd, to hear my heartbeat fighting to push.  Moments like that moved in slow motion, like a video in my mind… I hold some of those races by each lap… mentally.  AHHH i miss it.  I’m waiting for the courage to start again…       

And when I do, I’m going to show them, I’m not completely burnt out… not yet.   

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