A Lost Race

Tired.

Drained.

Burnt.

These are the feelings you get after losing a race.

It started out as a non competing phenomenon. But ended as a race.

I got a great start.

I knew I would win.

But I was lagging behind. It was not working out the way I expected.

I lost.

(On a side note, this race was for who gets their bag filled fast with blood. Own blood. No, I haven’t lost it, yet. It was a blood drive. My friend and I decided to donate and turned it into a race. She won! Urghh..Next time, I will get you!!.)

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