Little Red Running Hood

Running the mile....as fast as i can....hurts my soul... there is no other way to put that.... the mental payoff is huge....but the path to get there.... when your in it....it makes death look like a less painful alternative.  I am dropping my soul off in the team tent.... putting on some sparkle... adjusting my shades and warming up. Then walking to the start line. Going straight to the front and doing this mile thing.   Pain will not stop me, fear will not stop me, breathing... may stop me.... but it’s going to have to get pretty bad. I have a plan. I’m well trained. I’ve worked hard. I will make every second count. Turn over. It’s all about continuing my turn over.. just keep turning my feet over.  I hear people saying... I am my biggest competition... I will beat the old me.... I will be better than I was before. Some people face demons... some just try to run through the pain. None of that applies to me at this race.  For me, today, what I will face is the...