Perseverance.

Patience. Good things come to those who wait. You know what though? I'm sick of waiting. For the past 4 years that I have been a serious running, I've been waiting. Waiting for my chance, my breakthrough, my turn to be on top. I've had so many close calls, too many good chances, and they've all fallen apart. I fell too short, wasn't quite there, bit the dust (or bit the track, probably a bit more appropriate if you know my racing history). I've changed my training, my form, my mindset more time than I can even count. I am ready for my shot, the one chance where I'm ready to full take advantage of it. I'm sick of waiting. This is my time. There is no yesterday, no tomorrow, only right now. NOB.