The garage door slowly creaks up as I wait to get started. As it rises above my head I stroll outside onto my driveway. The cool breeze whisks through my hair as I stare up into the cloudless night sky. I take a deep breath through my nose and take long, deliberate strides to the end of my driveway. As I reach my black mailbox, I look to my left at the barren streets, illuminated only by the yellow streetlights, and on my right, a dark, menacing hill with one yellow light at the base and a small flickering light at the summit, but the middle left pitch black. I put my hand on the cold mailbox, and I raise my right foot to my butt to stretch out my quadriceps. I feel a tingling sensation in my muscle for about five seconds, and then it fades
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Less than a second into the sprint and I feel as if I am at full speed. Five seconds in and I have reached the point where light does not touch, I am in complete darkness. I rely on my keen sense of balance and direction to guide me up the hill at this point. 10 seconds have passed and my legs begin to burn. I feel my quadriceps, hamstrings, abs, and shoulders working in unison to pull me up the steep incline. My eyes burn as the cool air rushes into them. 20 seconds have passed and my lungs are beginning to tire and tingle. The back of my throat stings as the Fall air is vacuumed into my lungs. As I approach 30 seconds, I feel my legs begin to slow down due to the utter exhaustion from the steep hill. My calves are on fire right now, but I refuse to let myself stop. I focus on breathing through my red hot lungs, in and out, in and out, in, out, in, out. As I begin to be lit up by the street lamp at the summit of the incline I feel a surge of motivation, I will make it up this hill. With no one to push me but myself, I look down at my sore feet for one last thrust. The ground beneath me lights up, brighter and brighter until I am treading upon grass. I did it. I look behind me and see scattered lights all throughout the night: some stars, others streetlights. Legs trembling, arms heavy, chest pulsating, and endorphins flooding my body, I begin my descent to the
Less than a second into the sprint and I feel as if I am at full speed. Five seconds in and I have reached the point where light does not touch, I am in complete darkness. I rely on my keen sense of balance and direction to guide me up the hill at this point. 10 seconds have passed and my legs begin to burn. I feel my quadriceps, hamstrings, abs, and shoulders working in unison to pull me up the steep incline. My eyes burn as the cool air rushes into them. 20 seconds have passed and my lungs are beginning to tire and tingle. The back of my throat stings as the Fall air is vacuumed into my lungs. As I approach 30 seconds, I feel my legs begin to slow down due to the utter exhaustion from the steep hill. My calves are on fire right now, but I refuse to let myself stop. I focus on breathing through my red hot lungs, in and out, in and out, in, out, in, out. As I begin to be lit up by the street lamp at the summit of the incline I feel a surge of motivation, I will make it up this hill. With no one to push me but myself, I look down at my sore feet for one last thrust. The ground beneath me lights up, brighter and brighter until I am treading upon grass. I did it. I look behind me and see scattered lights all throughout the night: some stars, others streetlights. Legs trembling, arms heavy, chest pulsating, and endorphins flooding my body, I begin my descent to the