Days of jog helped
Each ouch by and by ceased
Freer lungs, sole and knees
But so consistent dear
Those burning muscles on my right leg
:( a lame walk to care
Just when I resort to walking
The pain increases
Wanna stop, cry and shout for help
Half-way there
Slowdown not, think of the end
Jog till it hurts more, till it hurts no more
Few days left to awaken the sleeping cells
To tame the flame and to rest
Lord, touch my body daily till the race is on
It is not the medal nor the grade Father
But You my God as my comforter and healer
Your patient and athlete will run for You
God, please see me through
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