My mind begins to plot my pace

As I anxiously await the start of my race.

I look around at those I have to beat

As I walk to the start line with my heat.

The gun goes off with a bang

That bellows through the air as it rang.

I sprint forth, staying away from the back,

My legs pounding away on the track.

I see another ahead of me, in front.

I seek this runner's position, a hunt

I partake in, I sprint to get ahead.

I overtake him, with urgency I tread.

My lungs are on fire, my vision is blurry.

My legs feel weak and dire, I have to hurry.

I kick with all my might at the final bend.

I sprint to stay in front as I reach the end.

I walk forward and take a breath,

As I regain the energy from the depths

Of my soul and of my mind I expended,

The limits of my ability I extended.