Narrative Essay Sitting in my frigid bleak classroom I found myself constantly looking out the window staring at the rain that had been barreling down all morning. This frightened me a great deal, for I was prepared to compete in my first official Cross Country race of the season. I waited for this day for quite a few months. Unfortunately, previous back-to-back injuries prevented me from fulfilling my dream of running. These injuries were so severe i had to go into surgery just to be able to walk normal again much less of running on uneven surfaces like cross country. The long months of rehabilitation were log and painstakingly hard, not just physically but mentally as well. There were so many days i knew there was no way i was ever going to be my normal self again. When I was finally able to run again I spent all of my summer practicing for this year’s season. Many of my
Throughout my whole entire life I've heard the phrase “nobody is perfect”. Everybody fails, not everybody gets what they want, and nobody always succeeds. Big or small, everybody has to face some kind of challenge at some point that will affect them for the rest of their life. These challenges I have personally experienced definitely shaped me into the person I am today and has allowed me to set goals to reach for who I want to be in the future. The main source of my life’s obstacles come from my hobby: Figure Skating. The sport figure skating has given me many challenges to face as well as countless of opportunities to grow and to develop from them. I have come to realize that these obstacles and failures brought to me from this sport are life lessons of perseverance that will stay with me forever.
I hate pens. If you really knew me, you would know that I am very, very competitive. I love competition. It’s absolutely electrifying. It makes me feel alive. I also hate losing. I hate being second best. I get very upset if I don’t win monopoly. But it motivates me to work harder and push myself further. And sometimes the only person to beat is myself.
I am the most deserving of the Bryan Durkin Memorial Scholarship simply because I am committed to furthering my education, and have shown that commitment in many different ways throughout my high school career. The first way that I have shown this commitment is in my community and the values
I remember when I turned five, something in my mother’s head clicked. She wanted me to join track. I did not understand the point of running just to reach the finish line. Other sports like football, soccer, etc. have something to run for, but what does track have to run for? Yes, it’s to reach that finish line, but what is that going to do for me? That was the first thought that came to my seven-year-old self. Let’s just say for the first couple years my thoughts about running were far from being changed.
Just as I formulated plans for racing strategies, I devised strategies to balance priorities in my schedule, to pursue the collection of all essentials to running. I formulated strategies to approach literature analyses, handle school rallies, and engage the community in activities, all of which are routes and trails imperative to running. As pressure rises, my heart pounds, but I am determined; I carry on through the hurdles, I inhale and exhale the justifications that shove the worries away. Whether it be the time that my family and I lost our house or the time my father departed from my family, I was resolute and forced the hardships aside. Each day, new trails are discovered and decisions that we are compelled to make, are
Running my first 5k, I was ecstatic that I could maintain a jogging pace the whole time, now, 7 years later I find myself setting a personal record of 21:23 on the exact same course that I ran that first race. In fifth grade, through Girls on the Run, I was introduced to the activity that, today, acts as my physical, emotional, and spiritual sanctuary: running. Furthermore, partaking in this program truly taught me not just the method behind running, but also the madness. Throughout every practice that was held I became increasingly exposed to the euphoria and triumph that can only be found through running. Additionally, I was able to discover a truly remarkable community of people who took running as a joy not a chore.
When I was eight years old, I did what some daredevils wouldn’t attempt to try. I tested the laws of centripetal gravitational force by jumping off my bike. I broke both arms. Not surprisingly, the aftermath was not pretty, to say the least. Sadly, that’s not the only major injury
I am particularly proud of the fact that I did well in my event during track season. I was asked by the track coach to run in an event that I have never done before--300 meter hurdles. At the beginning of the season my times were slow and my technique was poor. I watched the other hurdlers and emulated their effort. I took direction from the coach. As the season progressed, my times steadily improved. At the end of the season I competed for a spot in the regional finals. I am happy that I competed even though I didn’t make the finals. This experience demonstrates my self motivation, my ability to overcome stress and a degree of competence I didn’t know I had in a sport in which success is largely determined by individual effort. At
Little did I know, at the time, that the sport I was reluctant to join would soon become an escape for me. As a sophomore in high school, two friends, who were runners, invited me to join cross country. I was hesitant, but eventually remembered my father’s advice that I should try new things, and decided to join. Running became my new hobby; I found myself not only running for the team, but for my own personal joy. What made running so engaging to me was the sense of accomplishment I got when I successfully completed my workout. This may sound odd, but while going through this tiring activity, I typically ended up happy.
As I began my freshman year of high school, I felt compelled to join a sport. I wanted to try something new since I played basketball, baseball, and soccer growing up. So, I decided to join the cross country team. I thought running would be as natural and effortless as it was in other sports. Never had I been more wrong.
Running seems natural. The only supplies necessary are a willing body and a pair of shoes. I couldn’t be a runner if it wasn’t for my running shoes.
My elder daughter would be an official tween in a couple of months from now. These are interesting times for her, but confusing and scary too. Being a mother, this is what I want to tell her. #9 Work hard to earn praise We all want others to think highly of us.
When I was younger, I was always extremely competitive, and I was always in a sport. I grew up playing volleyball, soccer, and basketball. My big goal was to play volleyball in college; however, it has changed dramatically as I have grown older. When I reached my freshman year of high school, I started to realize that winning wasn’t everything. I started enrolling in art courses and completely fell in love. The art teacher told us to never let anyone get in the way of your happiness and to dowhatever makes you happiest. After I discovered my talents in painting, I quit playing sports to explore the art program. Being in the art program has helped me to discover the talent and brightness inside of everyone. I love being able to find the good in people, and I would like to believe that everyone has light inside of
“You have competition every day because you set such high standards for yourself that you have to go out every day and live up to that”-(Michael Jordan). This quote perfectly describes my mentality as a child and currently as a young adult. As a child, I was curious and determined as my family recalls. My mother never lets me forget the number of times she had to free my fingers from the holes of shopping carts because I was curious if they would fit. As I got older and a bit more independent, I remember going into my kitchen cabinets and grabbing several different ingredients, namely flour, oil, and water and creating different mixtures of different textures and consistencies. I was fascinated in my creations. Along with this curiosity