She ran.
Farther, faster than she had ever dreamed was possible.
To escape herself and her past she swallowed every performance enhancing drug.
She gave everything she had to racing,
Sometimes sprinting, the wind blowing back her hair
Then painfully stooping, her body conspiring against her.
Eventually, exhausted, she could run no more.
She stopped. Despair mixed with her sweat.
Looking back she noticed how beautiful the mountains had been.
Looking forward she met herself, embraced, and learned laughter.
