“I am not a quitter... I am not a quitter.” With sweat dripping down my whole body, my foot took a monstrous step into the mud pit and displayed the results. The sun cooked my vulnerable arms while I exited the woods with my muddy feet. Following the faint noises of the crowd and my teammates, I managed to find my way out of the woods. My pounding heartbeat plugged my ears and all I could hear were my own taunting thoughts. Can I finish? Is it over yet? Come on, I am not a quitter. All summer, my friends and family encouraged me to do cross country. “Come on - get involved! Be part of a new team!” They insisted. I ignored them, being the stereotypical teenager, I thought I was right. How did they know? They didn’t do cross country, I thought... but didn’t say. About three weeks before school started, I caved in and went to a practice with Sam. She as well had mixed feelings about it, like me. Waking up bright and early that morning, I …show more content…
Being able to accomplish this difficult and crucial meet, put a giant, ear to ear smile on my face. It didn 't matter to me that I wasn 't first or that I wasn 't super fast, just completing the race was my goal, and I made that happen. Although I didn 't listen to my parents initially, I realized that they were right. This season of cross country let me figure out that I, as a matter of fact, enjoyed it. It encouraged me to step outside my comfort zone and help me meet different people. This season was so much fun, I intend to run cross country for the rest of the years I 'm in high school. My parents always ask, “Do you like it? Is it what you thought it was going to be?” The answer is always yes. Looking back, I have figured out that my parents are my biggest supporters, and know what is best for me. I am glad I listened to them because it led me to cross country. One of my goals is to focus on improving my personal times. Cross country has shaped me into a stronger athlete, a supportive teammate, and ultimately, a
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.
Of course, as you'd expect I got fourth place in that race. Bummed from the results I learned to keep my head high and keep working I mean I was just a freshman. In the end track taught me that there's always someone better, or faster you just gotta work harder than them. My final sport that I have a passion for is rugby.
But I guess the most important thing about Cross Country is never give up. And that 's exactly what I did. Have faith in yourself, and keep it going. I didn 't miss any of the practises, I always try my best during the
Getting off the bus, I was ecstatic. It was my chance to help my team in achieving our biggest goal. For fall, the day was particularly hot and humid. I enjoy running in cool, chilly type weather, so the heat was a conflicting factor in my race. But I refused to let the heat bring me down.
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”.
At my second mile, I was in 36th place and the coach had a worried face. At this point, I started to give up. I started coughing, had a runny nose, and was gasping for air. I finished the race in 36th place with a time of 19:44. I was exhausted and sad that the season was over, but I knew that I had one more season left to make it to
In life, not everything will go your way, not everyone will like you, and not every day will be a wonderful day, but you just have to get through it, is what I've learned. I've discovered only this year that I won't perform at my best in every event, but that's why we establish objectives. Cross country gave me the opportunity to meet the wonderful young men I now get to call my teammates, but they are more than just teammates. They are family. We share a connection that I've never known on any other team.
The transition from eighth grade to ninth grade is one of the most difficult but unforgettable things a student must do in his adolescence. For me, it was filled with new opportunities of taking Ap classes and joining clubs. One of these cubs was Youth and Government (Y&G). For as long as I can remember my brother, Riad, has boasted about how amazing Y&G is and how it has changed his life. My brother is three years older then me, so as a freshman he was a senior in Y&G.
I told myself. I was relieved, the only problem I had of not being in shape could be easily solved by running in the morning before school. The only thing I needed was my parent’s permission. And since I really had my mind on making and joining the track team this year, I really needed this “OK” from my parents to put my plan into effect.
Yet, there is still one issue that I’ve always wondered about. One could say that my experience in cross country has been far from normal. One year, I was running a thirty-minute 5k, and ranked eighty-sixth on the team. The
If you believe you can do it, you can. Cross country has so many perks. I know from my own personal experiences in the sport. Because of this sport I learned the benefits of hard work as well as teamwork. The skills you acquire from being in cross country are essential to know, and help you to succeed in today 's society.
Throughout my career I have received many medals including those from the MSTCA coaches invitational held at the wrentham fair grounds. Participating at invitationals like this or competing at districts and dvc has meant the world to me. I have also received numerous plaques and achievements during my later years at the athletic banquets including most improved, rookie of the year and the coaches award. As my Sutton cross country season comes to an end each day I look forward to the possibility of participating on the bryant team. Indoor and outdoor track may be similar to some but to me they are as different as soccer and basketball.
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.
After years of practice, I progressed in the sport and joined my high school team. Initially, running track was a way of escaping the stress from my parents’ divorce. It taught me to endure more pain than I could have ever imagined. With each grueling stride, my mind would fight my aching body to quit. However, I would always find a way to stay determined and keep pushing forward.
On a good day you 're mediocre, on a day like today, you 're horrific. That race, and the world-shattering heartbreak that followed, forever changed the way I saw running. I discovered that even hard work is not always invincible at the hands of fate.