Spiritual Manna for Spiritual Warfare Series - Intro to Crow Healing ...

final chance to go in a personal event, it was the grueling 440-yard"dash".The 440-yard dash is a killer. It is too short for those who like distancerunning to show their stamina, and it is at the upper limit of those whocareto sprint. It was therefore rather unpopular compared to the otherrunningevents. And now it was my last personal chance this year to qualify fortheState Meet. How would I unleash myself? My strategy for the race wasto runthe first 100 yards like it was my specialty, the 100 yd. dash, then Iwouldstay relaxed and ride my momentum until the last 60 yards, and kick forallthat I was worth. In other words, I was not going to hold back anythingat thestart, it would be ME (maximum effort), and I'd pick up the pieces atthe endwith whatever I had left. It was not a conservative strategy, it was agamble,a go for broke gamble, but I felt, what have I got to lose.I had avoided running a lot of 440 races in competition this particularyear.(Training for the 440 in afternoon practice was a swift way for me to"lose mycookies", as if the body were trying to lighten its load by emptying itscontents.) But like the race or not, it was now my one chance, and it wasgetting all I had left after a long day. Unfortunately, my sporadic racesinthe 440 that year also meant I hadn't clocked a good enough time to beseededin the first heat with the best runners. In my other races, I had been withthe best heats.The gun sounded and I took off like a bat out of hell. I quickly left thefield of runners behind and pulled out alone out front. I glided for over200yards as planned. On the last stretch, the muscles tighten and start