I felt something as I turned the corner.
Those around me never knew how much pain I felt.
When something goes wrong, it doesn’t have to end in defeat.
My team was counting on me. I was counting on myself.
Quitting never was an option.
I could taste the victory, yet still not able to see the finish line.
My limits were not what I thought.
No one should experience the world’s most prestigious competition without regret.
The best makes you meet the better half of yourself.
There was nothing to feel or think.
My body was close to the white line.
Faster and faster as the fight around me seemed to disappear.