Day 25

Oh yes! Only five more days then it is all over! There is a bottle of champers waiting for me Tuesday night, and I also have my 'Finish Line' winning song.

I will also be meeting up with a fellow Wrimo on Wednesday to celebrate. She deserves to celebrate as she reached 50k early on in the month. I am still doubting that I will make it.

I see it now more like the final mile of a marathon (marathons do work in miles right?). Rather than getting there so fast I am breathless, I am going to pace myself, keep the breathing just right to give me the final burst of energy I need for the last 10k. I will keep my head held high as the finishing line peers into view. I will not look at the other competitors around me, with their word counts plastered across their chests and backs. Instead, I will be blinkered, just stopping here and there for refreshments. And knowing that I will cross the finishing line, if a little achy. I won't be first, but if I take a quick glance over my shoulder, I see others are behind me. Ergo, I won't be last either.

The pinkness (in my world it is pink) of the ribbon, the softness as I raise my arms and feel it's tension across my abdomen, my supporters, cheering that I made it and giving me a towel to wipe my forehead.

That for me will be the success.

So come on all you who wonder how and if you will make it. Pace yourself now, and keep the finishing line in your sights. Only allow yourself one glance over your shoulder to prove that you won't be last. And most of all, celebrate! However long you took to get there, or if you collapse in a breathless heap on the 30th. You deserve some celebration........just for trying.

I x