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Sunday, February 6, 2011

Stallion

Leave your wheels, leave your heels, because we're going toe to toe. Stop sticking out that butt, roll your hips slightly in. Don't hold your wrists like a cat on nip, don't wave your arms like a dinosaur.

Wipe that grimace off your mouth. This is battle. If you show your pain, you lose. It lets the others know how close to death you are. Your face is a shield. Smooth, unchanging, unbreakable.

Hear that panting? No, it's not a war cry. They're failing, they're falling. Control your breath, it's the only thing between you and oblivion. If your air runs free, you'll be left behind.

Lose that shuffle. Learn to fly. Only your toes should grace the earth beneath you. Yes, run like you're on top of the earth. Charge like you're the fastest, the strongest, the bravest.