The Wind Beneath My Feet

In remembrance as I trained through the storms, the rains
The torrid damaging hurricanes  
Indoor track, around and around as I went in the midst as snow outside remained  
Nike after Nike sneakers, worn, tattered and old  
Discipline, weight loss, monthly colon cleansing, has worn out this weary soul  
  
Chakras balanced, Pilates, treadmill in the dawn hours, the weekly weigh ins  
I lost myself within the physical limitations, the mental delegations before my feet even begin  
   
My first participation      
My sole dedication    
Ready to swim, cycle, run, relax and then play    
Bib number, sports bra, Nike biker shorts, sneakers, and then a number on my arm the water I will slay