My heart beats so strong, everyone should be able to listen to my beats around. Adrenaline is rising through my body – as if swallowed five cups of coffee. You can not sit still. Stop. Concentrate. With eyes closed, breathe slowly, wait, exhale. Feel the oxygen from reaching the fingers and toes. Slow heart rate. Quiet legs. At the start of the race or in a chair waiting for the tournament, the first cards to do is the same feeling. I ran a 10k last saturday. Not to start a 10k race ten kilometers (6.2 miles) is. The similarities between a career and play in a poker tournament, I thought of the miles between the start and the ultimate goal.

After an eternity (eternity, if they fit within 60 seconds) of starting material the speaker goes over time. The need to screw it up is almost overwhelming, that the package of a jump in a slow wave. “- Can not find your own pace to go six miles – haste makes waste.. Take your time,” a look at the corner of my first two letters, I close my eyes and breathe deeply before the noise drown itself. After five minutes, I’ll find my rhythm and be able to focus, of course. Soon subsidies adrenaline. The tension in the shoulders of my fall, the stress of the day can be. Ski breath and rhythm that I can think of “the sense s removed, and I can play on my way to check focus, make it become a matter of course. My feet are off the ground. The crowd has been diluted. The fastest runners, the records of the direction of the parting line in check. Volunteer lower main street and police believe that the traffic on every corner so that drivers can happen. Like us,

railway crossing flashing lights, bells start ringing and guns down. “I am glad that on this side of the track for that,” I see a driver with me. He told me a story about a career in toledo, where almost all drivers got stuck in a long process, and how angry that makes some of the riders. We laugh and comment on the severity of some of the drivers, when it separated from its target of 5 km. There are a lot of camaraderie in road racing and poker tournaments. Way through a couple of blocks more than one brand of spy miles and a glass table with two young girls filling paper cups with water and gatorade. Seems to arrive early for a drink station. A person who goes to the left side of the street and grabbed a cup. The rest of us in front of the right. The public has been reduced more and I can see a dozen people before me, some alone, some are in pairs. The pavement ends and the hills begin. The hills were long gradual slope of the actual test training. I trained in the hills – I’m ready.

Two mile marker is in sight, and therefore beyond the three mile marker. A driver is on the other side of the road for me. This is amazing – and runs very fast! Fifteen seconds later I see some runners – back quickly realized the numbers start with their shirts. Has to be before a change! Without thinking, I have to speed up my pace – which eventually will have the opportunity to see my friends “quickly” in a race! There are a few waves of friendship and encouragement for the runners who made the change.

Some cars, which obviously does not understand, the road was called by the second for an hour or two – try to sneak into the road. Soak a car, truck and then I have my eye on the runners as they approached. One or two look at me and smiled, their faces unknown to me. My shirt says “I know that” – I smiled, recognizing that they too are poker players. This is cindy! “This in turn is just around the corner,” he said in the air and passes. It is more than half of a mile ahead of me and still going strong.

Is important to work with people better than you, and worse than you to train like a stick and running. Training with experienced runners or players to push through their previous limits and shows its potential. Training with a new tab and keep players new bases. Is easy to forget the importance of a good foundation. If I stay with the multitude of cindy – I’m in my head. He could not be better mentor – it’s very encouraging and stimulating both good and bad days. A few cars and a dozen riders who come later to the response I got was a runner from the opposite direction. My thoughts returned to poker – analyze opponents at the table. What you can double opponent? How I can maximize my chips and minimize risk, with each player? The field had spread and it was time to start to focus on the driver in front of me – a woman who came forward with a slightly slower rate of about 50 meters. She could not keep the pace up the hill, and I picked them up fast enough – even for a short stack is strong to the end in the end.

The next driver was a man in a dark gray t-shirt for almost a quarter of a mile before. It’s hard to catch – he has this effort, I wake up envy and we run the same pace.