Travis Goosen

A race with no end. No ribbon waits, no clock applause, just the dare to carry on. Your legs have begged, your mind has lied. It said, this one, just one more. Then the path loops home, and the start lines in sight. Never won, only lost. Unless you are the one to go one more. The bravest heart is not the best, just the last to hear the call. So run another loop, and again. Where the race ends, no one knows. The only finish line there's ever been is when your body says no.