the race is on. that's how life seems to be these days. i can only see part of the track from where I'm positioned, high up in the bleachers, next to the umpires place. the starting gates are positioned. It seems like i could watch the race and at the same time could also be part of it. the referee is my inner voice, which challenges me. this race is all about speed. speed is time. time is money. what a simple equation. what if i come in last? what if I am disqualify? what if the race starts without me? the race is on. and i can't see my starting number.