Overcoming Obstacles: A Short Story

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“Set!”
I hold my breath.
Boom!
Exploding from my block and gaining speed with every stride, I feel more and more air brush against my face. All the anxiety from crouching back in the blocks is released at once.
I focus on my steps. If I can’t approach first hurdle in eight steps, I will stumble and lose momentum. After four or five steps of acceleration, I stand up tall to prepare for the jump. My strides shorten as I approach my eighth step.
Last short stride! Now right knee up. Lean forward. Leap!
I am airborne.
As I fly over my first hurdle I can’t help but look to the side. There is nobody next to me.
I am winning. I just need to finish the race.
My luck ends there, however. While my eyes drift to other lanes my body twists and stumbles to the
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The shout offered a rope to flee the vent of despair. With the encouragement I pushed down the hurdle, hopped over the obstacle, and regained my velocity. Putting what had happened aside, I came back to face the hurdles. This time I did not need to convince myself. I gripped my hands tightly into fists and thought of nothing but finishing the race.
As the second hurdle came I took a deep breath and simply leaped. Though I could very well hit the hurdle and fall flat on the ground, I thought about none of that. Flushing the thoughts of embarrassment and humiliation from my mind, my true passion of sprinting returned. With the leap I crossed not only my first hurdle, but also my last mental barrier.
My form was far from perfect, but I have conquered my bane. Finishing the race was the last feat. Every stride, I stretched my legs wildly to make up the disadvantage. Every step I swung my arms, cheek to cheek, trying to accelerate even a tenth of a mile per hour. Inch by inch I closed up the gap. As I leaned into the finish line, panting, the coach approached me.
“Second place. You qualified for the finals. But don’t touch the hurdles next time”
“I won’t touch it again, coach.”

I will conquer

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