Winning is not just about knowing where you want to go to, it’s also about being mentally, spiritually and physically fit to get there.

The path of success is littered with bones and body bags of those who decided to fade to black somewhere in between the beginning of their journey and their destination.

I understand the feeling of exhaustion when you seem to be working really hard, while nothing is hardly working other than life seeming to be going into overtime whipping on you.

It’s hard to breathe… your lungs are burning, your eyes are blurry, your knees are buckling and your breathing is shallow.

You reach out and reach up hoping to grab hold of the hand of a friend or family member to help you get your footing or get back up from a slip and fall.

However, your reach comes back hollow as no hand claps to yours …so you decide to call out names one by one and as you scream in agony in what seems like your inevitable defeat… and all you hear is the echo of your own voice as if your in an empty hall, left alone… abandoned by those who said they’ll stick with you through thick and thin.

Your back hurts, not just from your work load and heavy burdens, but from those who said they had your back but instead betrayed you and started stabbing you in the back.

From pools of sweat, running tears and drops of blood …life seems to have knocked the wind out of you.