Starting off, he pulled just ahead of me. I thought I would close the distance and pass him after a short bit, but could never quite do it.
The whole lap my body was on fire, and I was pushing it as hard I could. He crossed the line 10 meters ahead of me. He didn't even look winded, just a dead-set look in his eyes.
Afterwards I asked him how he ran that fast, and he told me that it is all in the motivation you light in your mind..imagining your own world and blotting out all everything else.
So I asked, "What do you imagine?"
He replied, "What do you do?"
I told him that to run faster, I like to imagine that I am being chased by a wolf.
He smiles and says, "In my mind, I am the one that's chasing the wolf."
That was the day that I started to understand.