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Personal Narrative-Track Race

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track race 2015

It was saturday when I had a race at sparta and I was in the car with my dad because it was raining outside so we waited for the rain to stop then I would find my team.As I watch the rain fall from the big black sky I could see the ran drop fall one by one.When the rain stopped Me and my dad got out of the car we we walked to find my team. Then after a couple minutes I saw my team and I said¨dad I see my team their over by the starting line¨.After I got there I was the last one and the team was warming up so u started to warm up with the team.When the team and I were done are coach said¨ok go and do 5 accelerations from here to the tree. when we ran back and forth it was me that came in first every time. …show more content…

When person that makes the race start as we waited for him to shot the gun I was nervous so much I could feel the wind as it sent a chill down my spine.

Bang!! sounds the gun as we sprinted off the starting line The nervousness went out of me as if I was a different person as I realized It was me and one other person ahead of me and as I slowed down I past him when it was me in first place people past me.

As I saw the hill coming up i could also see my dad and I came to the hill I sprinted as fast as I can down the hill it was me and 4 other people ahead of me.I thought what place will I come in as I came up to the finish line.

When I crossed the finish line I could hear people from each side yelling for me as I came to a walking I could see my grandma and grandpa,mom and dad.After the race all I thought was that I finally faced my fears . As I came up to my mom and dad they all were saying good job and great job as I said thanks for coming grandma and grandpa as the started to walk away.
As I walked to my team my coach said go do a 10 min cool down laps then you can go home.When me and my team went to go run are cool down laps when we were done I found my parents and then we left as i said¨thanks

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