[Eight Thousand Miles Marathon]

You're not running from people,

You're running from your sights.

You're not running from problems,

You're running from your mind.

You're not running from the world,

You're running from yourself.

Your mind, your heart, your body;

Are your worst enemy.

But also, your greatest weaponry,

It's all about you, your choice

Your courage, your bravery, your discipline 

To stand, to fight, to start the war

Against yourself, towards your better self.

Befriend your enemy, 

Make him your army, the army of you.

And trust me,

At the end of your struggle,

At the last tick of the day,

There you are, standing still, proudly

On the land of your warzone, 

Seeing yourself,

Successfully beating your worst, 

And becoming your very best.