However, during the Districts race, around the beginning of the third mile, I experienced a pain in my side unlike any pain I had ever felt before. It was a difficult race to finish, as I wanted to give up. It would have been acceptable if I gave up, as we later learned I experienced a diaphragm spasm. Instead, I remembered the goal I set for myself, to be fully present in every workout and race, and to push through every obstacle I faced. So, I ran on, finished with a career personal record.
However, he somehow talked me into running. I can still remember my first practice that summer, I was beyond nervous because I did not know anyone. The girls on the team were so welcoming as I ran my first three miles on Roaring Run Trail. After that day, I knew cross country was the sport for me, but I of course did not admit that to my dad right away. Now thousands of miles later, I have finished my fourth season of cross country and my fourth season of track is just beginning.
Running is a sport for life, there is no minimum age to start doing it and it is possible to continue running as long as you can put one foot in front of the other, we grow, mature, establish personal records and with luck we break them one and the other time. Even if you 've never had the urge to wear a pair of running shoes before, reading this article can inspire you in the motivating story of Deena Kastor, the athlete who at age 42 decided to go back to running the Chicago Marathon, the race she won In the year 2005; His goal was to travel the 42 km. Faster than any American woman age 40 or older. And he achieve it! With a time of 2:27:47 seconds the time almost one minute of the old mark that was established.
I run around the track and continue to sprint across the field back to the crowd of parents, friends, and girls soccer players who were forced to attend this last cross country meet of the season. As I continue to approach the group, my mind and body turn numb, Everyone is cheering for me, and I realize that I’ll never experience this again. I’m practically floating through the course, still no other runners are near me. That was the way it would stay, all the way through the 3.1 miles as I crossed the finish line in first place, capturing my team’s second league championship and undefeated season. After I had caught my breath, I began to realize that my career was drawing to a close.
Since sophomore year, I barely missed the state track meet and the Free State record by a couple of inches. After my last track meet in my junior year, I was determined to finally accomplish the 35’11 triple jump that I aspired for years. I became committed to the sport, training every morning and evening to perfect a jump that a Free State student has not accomplished. Little by little, I grew out of the goal, realizing that there are more important objective in life to worry about and to
To me football is like a second family (simile. When freshmen football lifting started I decided that was going to work as hard as I could to be my best. So, that is what I did all school year and all summer I put a ton of effort into becoming the best football play I could be. One of the most important experiences of my life was my starting in my first varsity football game, it taught me that hard work always pays off, and changed the way that I look at life.
Every second between the end of school and the start of rehearsal was spent conversing with friends, eating snacks, and relaxing because the next two hours would be spent marching back and forth within the same fifteen feet. However, I had taken up a different pre-rehearsal ritual, where I was preparing to march into rehearsal completely refreshed and ready for new instruction. The countless hours in the heat and the taste of dirt might have aggravated the everyday member, but in my head, the time on the field and the scent of freshly cut grass was all I had. I loved it. Unlike the others, I never begged for a water break, not even in the sweltering heat of early August.
Education has always been a primary focus for me. I was always participating in extra credit projects and assignments just to continue learning. However, I was raised as an athlete, nothing brought me more joy than kicking a soccer ball. I tried various different sports like softball, lacrosse, volleyball, and basketball but none of them were as good as soccer. I have been playing soccer more years than I have been in school.
In high school, sports were everything, maintaining a good GPA was crucial. Football, soccer, and track were what were what took up most of my time until I had a big injury. Which made me forget about playing sports for a whole year. During this time, I looked for ways to stay busy. I came upon this special opportunity to work with wild rescued animals, At least that’s what the lady I
“ I want to see everybody on the field hustling and playing the game of soccer seriously so that we can bring home the trophy”, he said. “EVERYBODY ON THREE, 1 2 3 WARRIORS (everyone yelled). Coming off the sideline I felt that this game was going to be a devastating loss, but still had the gut feeling to play as hard as I could. FOOOH! Went the whistle as we started off passing the ball to each other.
Although we had a very talented, hardworking team, we struggled to win the meets we attended. Every person had her own problem to worry about in addition to how it would affect the team as a whole. In past years, 2012 and 2013, the Sainte Genevieve Girls Team had won state handedly, leaving our tattered team with lofty expectations from spectators and teams all over the state. The spotlight was on us to be champions once more, making history for Missouri Cross Country. The seven person team toed the line that chilly November morning with hopes deeply imbedded in hearts accompanied by the fear of failure in racing minds.
Running onto the field, I can 't believe we won it - the High School Girls ' Rugby Championship. We all celebrate our exciting moment of victory, but months later the tryouts for the summer travel team would happen. The fun-filled first day was also nerve-wracking, but we all have each other like a family. Then, the next day of tryouts with starting sprints and stretching. Next, the contact portion - tackling with passing - came upon us faster than we thought.
After the races Tyson said that “she inspire me.” The way Tyson get inspired is to run fast and be the fastest in world. Tyson mother would also push him to his limited every day to run fast. Tyson can see that his mother supports him in every actions he would
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.
Even on games where I didn’t start, I was getting a lot of playing time. That really pushed me to be even better for my senior season. After my first season of varsity was over I felt even more motivated to get better. I started lifting weights almost every day, even if it meant I had to go to the gym at midnight and still go to school the next morning. The summer of my senior year all I did was either work or work out, I barely spent any time with my friends.