I decided that I was going to run cross country in the fall, something I never even considered before. The first week of practise, I anticipated dreading going on the long runs and suffering through difficult workouts. Instead, what found was the most supportive group of people in my school and even more surprising I discovered my love of running. Now in my senior year of high school, I have become a dedicated runner who finds enjoyment in the pain of pushing yourself to the limit. Cross Country has taught me many lessons such as the importance of commitment and determination, however the lesson that stands out is the importance of being open to new opportunities and overcoming obstacles.
For me, cross country isn’t just a sport to add to your extra curricular activities, nor is it an “easy” sport to join just because you want to be considered an athlete. Cross country is way more than that. It is a lifestyle. It is waking up every morning at 5 a.m., running countless miles until you can’t feel your legs anymore, having no days off, and having to sacrifice plans with your best friends because you have practices and races every weekend. I saw dedication every time I saw my sister grit her face with determination as she forced herself through the finish line.
and I thought to myself, why did I join this sport? Junior year was my first season of cross country. I wanted to do a fall sport to get involved in my school and meet more people. My friend had been trying to persuade me to join the cross country team with her all summer and I finally gave in.
I'm a triplet; I was the third triplet born; I weighed 3 pounds at birth; I am the third "Ronald Moore"; I earned the number 3 spot on my high school tennis team; I was considered number 3 on my high school cross country team; and I received a 3 year varsity award my senior year in all of my 3 sports in high school. I’m sure there has been other events where the number three has been there with me but these are the most major ones that have affected me. The number 3 is an integral part of who I am. Being a triplet has affected my life in multiple ways. Having two sisters that are the same age as me has made a big impact on my life.
I didn’t even know what cross country is before I came to this school. And by the end of the season, I was one of the best runners in the team. This transition didn 't come from nowhere. I was literally the slowest person in the whole team(including girls) when the season began. And I remembered what one of the girls in the team told me: Kenny, just go join another activity, there is not chance for you to make the APAC team.
It was apparent that she had been struggling, so I decided to counsel her to help her get back on a successful track. Since the beginning of plebe year this midshipmen was not only loved by her classmates, but she excelled in sports and stayed out of trouble; however, this semester was quite the opposite. I chose to rectify or rather help the 3/C guide herself
From there, it was on to the divisional meet where we would run against every team in Western Massachusetts. Despite our regular season success, every prediction article written about the race had us finishing 5th or 6th, and not qualifying for State. Instead of getting down because of the pessimistic predictions, we used them as fuel to motivate us. Before the race, my teammates and I analyzed every team to figure out which teams and which runners we needed to beat in order to secure that 3rd place
Cheerleading Tryouts We had cheerleading tryouts at the end of last year. It was one of the most stressful times of my life. One of my biggest dreams was to become a cheerleader. Before cheerleading began I had more free time, played other sports, and spent more time with my family.
Hello, I am Micha Reed! I attend Arcadia High School & am considered a student-athlete. We were at the biggest meet of the year in Cross Country. The tension was high, I told my coach that the season hasn’t been the hottest for me & this is the meet where I show what I have been training hard for. The mens 3-mile race was about to start & we had to check in at the start line.
My back handsprings on beam were going very well and I was very excited and confident to compete them for the first time. My coach was telling my teammates and I that we had about twenty minutes left of practice. I got onto the beam very excited and positive to do the back handsprings. I
During my final year of Cross Country around Regionals at Oglethorpe, I ran my final race for my high school career. Banks County was nearly number one in the State, the furthest we had ever ranked in history, and spirit and hopes for State Championship were high. I was nervous, like nobody’s business, I had messed up during my senior night because I was upset for my parents for not showing up and escorting me. And I was scared that I was going to do horribly. But as I ran, I realized that if I let my past mistakes and failures hold me back or get in my way, so I ran, harder and better than I ever had before and apparently even beat a “skinny kid”.
Cross Country is an extremely mental sport, so I guess you can call me insane. Sure people always question me why I run, and sometimes, even I question myself. But the reason I run always comes to me during the race. Five-hundred people all crowded around each other, everyone anxious to hear the sound of the gun. As the gun fires, everyone takes off running.
I have not been able to participate in athletics nearly as much as I would have liked. I started running track in the spring of my seventh grade year. I performed surprisingly well and decided to participate in cross country the next fall. I spent the summer training and preparing for the season, and it definitely showed. I ran in the varsity race for my first cross country meet ever.
Rough Draft Cross country is probably the simplest sport anyone will ever play. All they need is a pair of sneakers and a water bottle. The team runs together, but also as individuals. Cross country is great because even though it is hard, it will help make runners stronger and better at other sports they play.
Speeding up At the beginning of the cross country season I hated cross country absolutely hated it, I would walk down the hallway of saline middle school look at all of the pictures on the wall and saw some of kids running and thought why is My mom doing this to me? I thought I was a terrible at it, I would run like a 9 or 10 minute mile. So when the school year came along I dreaded the end of the day I would look at the clock and think a tiny bit longer, please just a wee longer (and that is very very rare.) When the season began I had a lot of trouble, whether it was keeping up or if it was breathing problems, and My friend Zaske (who was and still is much faster than me) was nice enough that instead of going up with all the faster kids he stayed back with me, but even when he was going his slowest I still had trouble keeping up he would try to encourage me by saying “come on Michael just a little faster,” and I would respond with “i'm…