PerseveranceA Story by Shay33
Just a little tidbit about how it feels to go through conditioning for a sport...
As the warm perspiration cascades down my face, down into the crevices of my neck and underneath my shirt, I wonder if I will make it. My lungs, expanding and contracting rapidly, feel as though they are going to explode. My limbs feel like they are on fire. I feel knots tightening in my legs. That man, the one I love and hate, has that damned whistle in his mouth. He is taunting us. We anticipate his exhale, a breath that will send us sprinting down the floor once more.
Now, in motion, I focus my attention on nothing but the wall in front of me.
I’m a quarter of the way done.
My legs, just recently scorching and filled with pain, seemed to have healed instantly. Now, they are carrying me swiftly through the air.
As I lean down to touch the line and turn around, I feel a small spark of relief. I am halfway there. All progress I make now is progress toward the end. All the work I did previously, I can do now. Then I can rest. I can rest. Rest. Rest.
Three-quarters. Nearly there.
I sprint the last few steps, eager to get to the other side of that lovely black line, signaling the cruncher’s completion. I do not slow down, but instead stop myself by running face-first into the royal blue mat on the wall. I feel relief.
And now, again, with the perspiration cascading down my face, down into the crevices of my neck and even further underneath my sweat-soaked T-shirt, I wonder if I will make it.
© 2010 Shay33
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