I feel like I'm crawling through a foggy mist and my muscles have pushed as hard as they can. My hands are blistered and my knees are scuffed. The sand and gravel underneath my body is gritty and dry slowly dampning from the haze around me. The air is thick and my breathing is labored. I want to rest my head, my body....my mind.

Can I take a break now? Is it almost over? Is it?