As I walked towards the track, I glanced around me at the sea of faces in the stands, but my mind was focused. After I finished the six events of the heptathlon(七项全能) , the Olympic gold medal was just minutes away.
My heart was beating loudly, my mouth was dry and the adrenaline(肾上腺素) was pumping. I was so close to the realization of my childhood dream and the feeling was fantastic; it was completely exciting, but also terrifying. I knew I would have to push myself beyond my known limits to ensure that my dream came true.
I tried to keep calm, telling myself not to panic, to stick to the plan and to run my own race .I knew the Russian girls would set off quickly — and I had to finish this race fewer than ten seconds behind the Russian athlete Yelena Prokhorova. If I could do that, the gold medal would be mine.
I looked at the track and caught my breath. The 800m race stood between me and the gold medal.
The supporters were cheering so loudly that it seemed as if they were the only fans there. I could hear my name being called. I could hear the shouts of encouragement and the cries of hope. Flags fluttered all around the vast, beautiful stadium. I felt unified with the crowd — we all had the same vision and the same dream.
My ankle(脚踝) was bandaged against an injury I had got in the long jump just a couple of hours earlier, but I shut out all thoughts of pain. I just tried to concentrate on the crowd. Their cheers uplifted my spirits and I felt calm.
I knew I would do my best and that I would run my heart out and finish the race. I had just two laps to run, that was all. Just two laps and only two minutes. I kept telling myself, anyone could run for two minutes.
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The starting gun was fired, and the race began.
Prokhorova was running ahead of me.
