The smell of the smoke, the voices of the incredulous crowd, the slight shaking of my arms as my fingertips are placed right below my mark. "On your mark. Get set. Go." As I powered out of my blocks harder than ever before all I could think about is how I could not afford to mess up. All the pressure was on me, since I was the first leg in the 4x100, not to mention it was the City Track and Field Championship. "Focus Chyna. Get the baton to Ashlee," is what was going through my mind as I ran the hardest I had ever. I passed the baton to my teammate and watched her run her fastest, relieved that I got the baton across the track without any mishaps. "Come on View Park!" As I ran across the field cheering, basically running with my teammates, all I could do is smile. We had won. Ran …show more content…
In a way I was forced by mother to run but I cannot do anything but thank her for introducing me to the sport because I have been running ever since and I love it. Coming from a long line of track runners, it was embedded in my blood to run and I excelled soon as I stepped foot on the track. Don 't get me wrong I do not consider myself the best, but I was meant to run. Track is my life, I wouldn 't know what to do without it, not only has it benefitted me physically but also it has taught me discipline and leadership. Once I began running in high school, is when I noticed track is not easy and I would have to really dedicate my time and strength to the sport. I remember my coach always reiterating "track is all mental, it 's not about how fast you are."
Track is my outlet. Coming from a low income family and not living in the best neighborhoods, I should have been a victim of the harsh realities exposed to me but I did not because of track. Between school, practice, and clubs I had no time to be involved with the horrific street life of the South Central. Track is my everything and without it I would not be the young woman I am
With my relay team stretched,warmed up, and ready to go, we headed towards the stadium where we would race against the fastest girls in the nation. Intimidated but not deterred we headed out of Tent City and into the gates of Turner Stadium. Knowing this was my last race I would run with my close friends and relay team, being it 's the last race of the season and we all weren’t going to be in the same age group next year, I had a whole new mind set. I was constantly thinking, “we have to make top ten because we can make top ten.” “We have the times, we have the strength, we have the speed, we just need to have the guts to walk in there like we are going to shred the track into pieces.
To me, running is the greatest feeling I could ever feel. In my elementary days I knew I was the fastest kid on the playground. So naturally when I got to high school track was a must for me. My first track meet I was so nervous it felt like my heart was in my stomach. Then as I set myself up in my blocks, close my eyes, and wait for the gun to go off it was like everything went quiet.
Cross country has helped me with my transition from childhood and adulthood by teaching me that success is earned through hard work, determination, and leading by example. That's what I did after my first bad race, I worked hard and continued on my quest and showed my coaches and my teammates that I could lead the
The team performed our usual routine; fifteen minute warm-up, body exercises and cheered on the boys running before our race. Everything was in place, I thought. We lined up on the line, exchanged phrases of luck and prepared for the gun. The gun went off and our feet flew down the field. Upper Darby would succeed in our goal, I felt
Ready! Set! Go! As the elder referee fires the flare gun, the runners take off. Among the runners are several serious athletes, including Josiah, who are competing for the "Number One in the Nation" award.
His delivery was loud enough to be heard, yet piercing enough to portray his excitement. His opening reference to his fond memories of “Howard’s Homecoming” was a direct attention grabber. (Pearson, pp. 176-177) His use of pauses for simple effect and the complexity of his sentences helped his audience to visualize the concept without ambiguity.
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”.
The way I dress is affected by running. I never thought I would wear running shorts when I was in middle school. I thought they looked weird at the time, which most people still think. My friends on the cross country team, however, convinced me into wearing them. Now I wear them
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.
As a student, I have grown in my skills for academic success by having to write an essay in my Honors English class. We’ve recently finished reading the novel The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, and were told to write an essay about one of the given prompts. Before having to write this essay, I was struggling with the type of vocabulary and perspective, which was third-person, I was supposed to use. I had to find the right quotes from the book and explain in detail how they support the prompt, I felt that was the hardest for me. The words “I” or “me” weren’t allowed in the essay, unless they were in quotes.
My dad, mom, and I all started riding our bikes and running together. I have always liked running outside. Ever since my sisters did cross country and for the two years I did in middle school, running through a forest trail has been entertaining to me. I tried track and field, but the circular path that confined us always bored me. People
I have logged countless hours on the motocross track competing to finish first. All of my hard work eventually paid off when I won the main event at the last race of the season. This competitiveness has been both a challenge and a gift. It drives me to be the best that I possibly can in school, sports or just day to day life. I cannot settle for anything but perfection.
Track & Field Track and Field looks like a very simple, easy, boring sport to most people but it’s really not. Some people don’t want to join track because “they don’t like running”, what some people don’t think about is the field part of Track and Field. There are many different options when it comes to track and field. Track and field is a very enjoyable sport to most of the members.
I felt great, throwing a multiple flurry of punches, feeling unrestrained and violent. In the final round i took two to the head, causing me to fall flat on the ground. A voice in my head said to me, “Get up! Why go through all of this pain from training just to accept defeat.” I picked myself back up off the ground, brushed my gloves off and regained my focus.
Right from the go I was behind and off the pace and even though I was learning by running in last place all the time I was ashamed to be there because it was something that made me feel like I wasn’t worth being out on that race track. 5 years later I am one of the top young guns in my racing division among the NASCAR sanctioned tracks in Ontario because I didn’t let vulnerability hold me down I pushed through and did what I wanted