By this point, Jessica is good friends with Rosa, and she wants to share give her something special. She decides to train so she can race in the River Run - a ten-mile run. She will push Rosa in a wheelchair so Rosa can experience what it 's like to cross a finish line. The run is brutal but Jessica does it. As she crosses the line, she realizes that she can do anything.
Morever, her desperation and courage is even more fired up, because she is enthusiastic to go home and go back to being the smart alec in their class. To put it simply, Alex and Conner are racing back home, only depending on their willpower and determination for those they hold
As I sat there, I saw my parents from a distance smiling and cheering me on already. This got me hype and ready to run the race right. I was finally up next, “Sisco Salinas”. It’s time, I walk to the side of the track…the gun goes off. They all take off, I wait with anticipation being the last leg of the race puts a burden on you.
She blew the whistle. I clenched my teeth through the pain in my chest and sprinted, sobbing between gasping breaths. I beat Kelly by one step. Days later, I was finally given one chance to play varsity and prove myself to the same coaches who said I’d never be “more than okay.” It wasn’t long before I was a varsity starter. I might have waited my whole life and never caught that lucky break necessary to capture my dreams, but it would have been impossible to succeed if I had given up before that chance came my way.
I read a passage called “Raymond’s Run” . In the beginning, Hazel gets introduced also known as “Squeaky”. In the story, she states that she is going to run in a race. There is another little girl named Gretchen that Squeaky doesn’t really like because she thinks she is going to win the race. Squeaky says, “In the second place, she has short legs.
Nothing is ever given to you in life and if you want to achieve your goals, you must challenge yourself past your limits. While running is an individual sport, the team is so important to becoming a better athlete and person. The team challenges you to be your best and has become the biggest competitor for me. My teammates inspire me to work harder and push me to run faster in every meet and practice. This type of competition is positive because I want my teammates to succeed and they want to see me accomplish my goals.
He has always encouraged me to become the best I can be. He would always tell me: “Strive for success and don’t stop until you reach your full potential.” Being able to see the mistakes he made will help me succeed at Allen. This past season really opened my eyes because I was offered multiple scholarships from many different Universities and Community Colleges. Looking back at my performances has made me realize how far I have come from when I set my goal when younger. I have exceeded my goals and I never imagined being as far as I am now.
My sister Kali, however, has excelled at sports for as long as I can remember and naturally decided to follow her own path when she entered high school. Kali cannot only be defined by her talents, but more importantly by her strong will and confidence. If life were a basketball game, Kali could drive right into the lane for a basket. No matter what the task, she gives it her all. For example, she works extremely hard to maintain her grades even during her busy schedule.
This race quickly went from a race against the other teams to a race against my teammates and myself. I ran faster to widen the gap between Nolan. As the second mile came around, my coach told me again that I was first but then immediately after I heard shouting coming from him Nolan to catch up and stay as a pack. I couldn’t help but notice how tired I was. I thought “Only one more mile, keep your eyes on the prize” My teammate caught up to me.
Of course, being told such things by one of the most renowned coaches in the country would be enough to make anyone push their limits. After my sophomore cross country and track seasons were nulled by my physical limitations, I developed a sort of excitement that I wish I could feel again. “I can do ANYTHING” I would tell myself as I ran each workout. Sure enough, by the beginning of my junior cross country season, I was quickly catching up with the other girls on my team. In fact, my outlook was amazing; there were three elite meets that season, each with a limit of runners on my team that would be taken.
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.
As the others and I got on the field, Coach Robbie held me back and reminded me in encouraging words, “ Be a leader out there.” I nodded to show I understood and jogged back on the field, “Let’s go guys!”. In 25 minutes out of the 30 minutes of the half we had tied USAI 1-1 giving our team the final burst of energy to win the game. I had loved every second of it, the grass making me see green everywhere, the yells of my parents on the sideline, but most of all the competition. A short while later my teammate suddenly was flattened to the ground by a player on the other team. The whistle shrieked and the ref ran to the side of my teammate.