Western Branch: Team Analysis

Everyone in this world may run into an experience with failure. It might stop a person from moving forward, but it also could be a turning point that drive you to a successful path. The key point depends all on yourself, and carry a heart that keeps you walking from failure to failure with no loss of enthusiasm. And yet, I have crossed over my own hurdles, and ready to face more. Track and field day was coming soon, I was with my third grade class ready to practice for running hurdles in PE class.

The situation that I will be talking about in this multi-media rhetorical narrative is what I learned from my last track meet. Going into the end of the season of my senior year, I was ranked in the top 10 for discus throwers in the state. When the state meet came I was expected to come in fourth place or better. That meet turned out to be one of my worst meets of the year and I performed much worse than expected. As a result, I did not qualify for the regional meet and my season was over.

One incident I can recount when I experienced failure was when I joined Cross Country. Since, I can remember I have always excelled at everything I did, from my academics to dance class to music lessons. When I entered into my freshman year of high school, I decided I would to join an athletic team in order to keep myself occupied outside of academics. I figured joining a sport would be another good attribute to add to my resume.

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.

I was really aiming for the time in the one-mile race because I felt I could handle the time, or at least put all of my effort into it. The problem was that we were racing against the worst team in our division at that meet, and they had only one distance girl on the whole team and if I was to pace off of her, I would have ran two full minutes slower than usual; therefore, I had no one to keep up with but my teammates and myself. The whole team was excited for an easy win that day, but I was more nervous than a cat in a dog park. I put my spikes on, stepped on the line, and came in first place, beating all of my teammates as well as the opposing team’s runner.

I started training in July and was ready to make this the best cross country season of my life. I started out the season as the number five varsity runner but and by city league I was the second runner and fourth overall. The team placed first in the city league making us the first varsity girls’ team to win since 1988. We are now on the road to state the qualifying regionals coming up. This whole high school running experience has majorly impacted my life.

I told myself I had to finish the race, that I couldn’t just stop and walk away from it. The coaches and my teammates cheered for me to keep going. By the end of the race I started to cry because the pain was so bad I could hardly breathe. Coach Moser literally had to carry me back to camp

When I joined the track and field team my freshman year, I participated in running events, similar to what I did on the cross country team. The following year, I wanted to try something new on the team, which lead me to challenge myself by trying throwing events. There are three throwing events in track and field: javelin, shot-put, and discus, all of which I tried my sophomore year on the team. Ultimately, I decided to focus on shot put which I had almost instantaneous success at. In fact, I thought I had a chance at competing in the state meet at the end of the season, but I ultimately missed the qualifying distance by two feet.

I had won, ran my fastest time that season and made the alternate for the 4x4. Winning the race freshman year was a great accomplishment for me. I showed myself how great of a runner I was. If I put in all the hard work I can get myself far and fast. I have many situations like this, the reason why I chose this one event was ,because this race was one of the first.

Success also does not teach you how to constructively handle the usual obstacles and setbacks of football. You may become so accustomed to success that when you finally do fail, it will be a shock to you. There are also benefits to failing that will ultimately enable you to succeed more. Failure provides you with information about your progress.

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

I decreased my time by over thirty seconds with excruciating pain in my side! Finishing that race was amazing enough to me, but when I heard my time it was a beautiful moment. All the hours I spent sitting in freezing ice water, choosing fruit over ice cream, and forcing myself to finish the dreaded, hot track workouts did not feel so awful. I experienced the wonderful feeling of seeing all my hard, dedicated work pay off. Therefore, I joined the varsity to State, where unforgettable memories were made.

This time, all the schools in Los Angeles were in the competition. I was the only sixth grader chosen to go there, and it was a big honor to me. I also didn’t want to make my coaches and parents disappointed. I was chosen to represent two of my competitions, Hovercraft and Scrambler which are my engineering classes. While waiting for my competitions to start, I practiced with my coaches and thought to myself, “I can do this, I can do this, I can do this,” hopefully trying to increase my confidence.

Failure is not something I am used too. It leaves you with regrets that could tear you apart. One of my biggest regrets was in my senior year. This boy named Joshua Morgan was someone you could call an outsider. He was different than everyone else at Velma.

Our failures teach us, through investigation and feedback, about what works, and what doesn 't. It 's a rude awakening. When we encounter the results of failures, we get an unmistakable message about which of our endeavors are working and which are most certainly not. In this way it helps us to get the right way and right techniques to get success. The way to success is gone before by little failures along the way. With no failure it 's hard to truly acknowledge