Stolen Poem

IronMan 70.3 New Orleans is 19 weeks away.
I found this poem on someone else's blog. It sums up my world.

In my world,
The water is cold,
The wind is hard,
And the road never ends.

In my world,
There are no losers.
Only competitors still on their way,
And spectators waiting to be inspired.

In my world,
Victory is not weighed in gold,
But in determination and courage.

In my world,
There are no boundaries,
No limits,
There is no end.

Every day is the last day of my life,
And the first.

In my world,
The word “can't” does not exist,
And nothing is impossible.


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