When victory tastes sweetest

I ask one of its members: “How is your training?” He responds: “Can’t we run just for the fun and pleasure of it and to help others, as usual?” Of course we can, but.. anyway, he gave it his best during the run, surprising me and the rest of the team. Fun was had, and there was also a great deal of rivalry. A week later I ran in a small race with a hundred or so people in Warsaw’s Skaryszewski Park. I was managing to keep to a better pace than I expected and was thinking that my time would be a nice surprise for the friend who convinced me back in July that it was worth getting back into regular training – he questioned my ambition thus motivating me, and then even paid me a few compliments. But what possessed me to speed up in the last few hundred metres? – a fight to the very end with one of the other runners! Perhaps this is not a very edifying thing to admit, but victory tast