The time is closely approaching. My own personal day of reckoning. A day that will test my mind, my strength, and, most importantly, my very will. It will be, by far, the most trying moment in my entire life.
Never in my wildest dreams had I ever anticipated myself participating in such a trying task. I have participated in martial arts examinations, performed in marching band competitions in Lucas Oil Stadium, in front of hundreds of people, faced bullying, moved from place to place several times, each time having to make new friends and deal with the pain of leaving the old ones behind, I took exam after exam in order to get into a good college, I have even visited three out of the seven continents, on of which I am completing a study abroad program in. In other words, I have done many trying and difficult things in my life and I would like to think that I have become strong because of them, but I fear that I am not strong enough to complete this task.
When I first came here to London, it was with the goal to further my knowledge and, hopefully, give me the opportunity to further my writing ability. While I have visited several incredible sights and met unforgettable people, my main purpose of taking this program was purely educational and, I am proud to say, I believe I have achieved that goal. However, I have did not know I would face such an involved and straining task like the one I will face in less than a months time.
I am not ready for it, that I know. I am not strong enough to complete this new challenge. No amount of studying could ever prepare me for it. All the exams and tests that I have taken in all my life, all the years of schooling, are all meaningless now in the face of this upcoming trial. What use is the intelligence that I have gained without the strength to balance it out? Well...I will have to do something about that.
I must train. I need to push my body to its limit if I am to go through this trial. Every day up until the day of my trial, I shall commit to my workout. One hundred push-ups, one hundred sit-ups, one hundred squats, and a ten kilometer run. Every. Single. Day! While in these upcoming days, I will wish that I was dead, but it will be worth it in the long run. I will becomes strong. Strong enough to beat any foe with a single punch. Then, and only then, will I be strong enough to conquer the trials that await me upon my return to the United States. Only then, will I be able to return home. So come May eleventh, you better watch out, because I am coming for you...
...United Airlines.
