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Beyond the Finish Line
Elation. Nerves swell, sound disappears, focused, the sound of footing, you coil, pop.
5 kilometers to go.
Dangerously close. Stride for stride. Slowly fragmented. Mile for Mile.
This is what 'nothing left' looks like.
The final stretch. Quads burning. Lungs on fire. The crowd roars.
A volunteer puts their hand on your shoulder and ushers you out of the way. That’s it.