We did something today
That everyone said was impossible
We fought and clawed our way
Out of the abyss and into the promise land

And we did it not because
We became Champions again
But because we remembered
We always were

Today represents the rebirth
We rose from the ashes
And sometimes you have to come
To the brink of destruction
Before redemption can be truly earned

Upon the soot-barren landscape
where serpents slither
in misery,
there are champions
of struggle
among the few trees
that defiantly grow
through the pollution.
We must only close our eyes
and open our minds
to sense them.

If something is not there in it’s place of which something was thought prior,
definitely there must be something new in it's place.
As it happens in life so does in race,
Day is followed by night,
night followed by day and again by night.
Similarly also in race
Most of the times it’s the old that replaces the new and makes it’s presence felt
Definitely champions aren't born, they are made.

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La mayoría de los triunfos grandes en el vida son desconocidos.

Son superaciones privadas, intentos silenciosos, la reapertura de un corazón destrozado.

El camino real de los campeones se encuentra dentro de la transformación del sufrimiento en crecimiento.

La limpieza de escombros, la construcción de un autoconcepto saludable, la re-creacion de un espiritu perdido.

Los grandes guerreros han encontrado una manera de creer en algo inexplicable a pesar de ser fracturados en los campos de batalla de la vida.

Usted es uno de ellos.

Todos hemos sido campeones en un momento de nuestras vidas.

Usted ha conquistado tus propios demonios. Usted ha conquistado a tus enemigos.

No importa lo que sientes que en tu vida te hace falta.

**Ya eres campeóna. Somos campeones. Y campeones merecen descansar.