The unNaked Athlete

My name is Me
Another piece in life's game
Upgraded from a pawn and a thorn to a con
Yes! A con in a contest to conquer
Reborn as a don in the dawn till the next one
Initiated with the baton for the next run
Stretching my muscles for the race at a large pace
Am in a place where your face is cut out from the traces you take
Every drop telling how much I've put in
Right or wrong, they will roll with the same taste
If I haste I might fall but will stand tall
After all no one will feel your pain and stain
Huddling every obstacle to refrain from failing...