A storm of uncertainty

My mind continually races to the what if's of what the future brings.
In that race I rush ahead but there is no visibility. The naysayers
cheer loudly that I have no chance of winning this race, which
discourages me far more than I'd like to admit. But I not they,
control my destiny already earmarked for me at the finish line. I am
the only hinderence and it is because I have changed my focus from
offering my best performance to worrying if others think I'm deserving
of victory. The words of the crowd have laden my load. Yet if victory
is not to elude me, I must drop the extra weight that I have picked up
along the way. I will then push myself beyond limits that even I knew
I could. But first I have to put one foot in front of the other and
focus on the task at hand. The reality that the race is not given to
the swift but to those that endure to the end must become my mantra.
And my ears must be closed to any thoughts that enter my mind to the
contrary. To sum it up. I must embrace each moment as it is and accept
that it is exactly as it should be.