Personal Narrative: Cross Country

A time when I accomplished something by continuing to try even when success did not appear imminent was when I thought I was not going to get my varsity letter in Northview Cross country after NLL's even though I did not exactly break 18 minutes and 30 seconds for a 5K. In the NLL race I knew from the start I had to stay relaxed, race people, and not go out to fast so I am not dead after the first mile. So I went out towards to top pack and stayed tough with the other runners as long as I could. When I approached the final 400 meters I did an all out sprint allowing me to pass 3 runners giving me a time of 18 minutes and 35 minutes. I felt proud of this accomplishment and even happier when my coach said "I think you are going to get your

Around two or three years ago my family and I had to move houses. Moving was sudden and we didn't know it was going to happen. This made moving out and into the other house a lot harder. Since we were moving so fast somethings we just decided to leave behind with the person that was still living there. We got most things with us but one thing that we did leave back in the old place was our living room tv. Since we had just moved and my family isn't rich my mom said we couldn't go get a new one for some time. This sucked because I used the tv a lot for watching show, movies, and playing games just like the rest of my family did. Having a tv wasn't something we needed at all but it was always something to do when you were bored and there was no other things to do. Another big thing was my grandma had just gotten us a new playstation 3 and now we weren't able to used it at all because there was no television. Not having a tv was bummer for me and I thought it was a huge problem when it really wasn’t.

The horse ride changed mike's opinion of his horse and himself because at first the was some trouble with getting him on the horse,but once he got on he started to enjoy himself and realize that just because he has a disability he doesn't have to limit himself.according to paragraph 1 it states how he felt or his opinion of getting on the horse. "No, stop it, I don't want to!" I yelled. Some of the horses in front of the barn looked at me, and all of the people stared, but I didn't care. Not being a sweet little angel like the disabled kids they show on TV is what gives my life meaning. I raised the volume of my voice enough to send birds flapping out of the shade trees. "You have no right! Isn't this supposed to be a free country?".

During the fall of senior year, I joined the cross country team to help prepare and condition me for the track season, in the spring. Skeptical at first, I knew that I didn't have any endurance since I only sprint over hurdles during the track season, but little did I know that the weeks were passing and the end of the cross country season arrived. Though I was one of the inexperienced long distance runners, I knew that I ran the fastest I could because when I crossed the finish line I had an overwhelming nauseous feeling. As someone who runs a short distance, I was proud of myself for making it to the end of the season without quitting, especially since cross country is running for a long distance, which other sports make their athletes do

I froze like a ice cube in the car. It felt like all the nerves in my body were engulfing me into a dark pit. The day has come, State finals! I could feel the blood rushing through my body all the way from my head to my tippy toes. We where arriving to the fields and I hade a feeling that what's to come was going to be unexpected. I got out of my car and ran to my team, time for warm ups i thought. Everyone kept hearing whispers of fear, and then the whistle blew. TIme to get out on the field. It was Game time!

My grandma owns a old cattle farm, even though there isn't much cattle there anymore. Before my cousin, Aunt Jen, and uncle moved to Hawaii, they built a house on the property. Whenever they come to visit, they always stay in their old house.

Life is like a cross road, you can take different paths. Just like freshmen year when i had to either get passing grades to play football or not be eligible to play for bad grades.

It was a warm winter day my family and I were out enjoying ourselves alone at the sledding hill. Sausers, tubes, sleds, and toboggans, we used them all. Until we decided to build ramps, well my brothers did. I was too young to understand.

Have you ever noticed how some cars seem to be smiling when you pass them on the road? From around age 7, I always told my mother that cars made by Mazda appeared to be smiling at me! Years later, to my surprise, my mother had purchased a 2011 Mazda 3 for my sixteenth birthday. Shortly after, I pointed out the smiling face that I had always noticed as a child. She finally agreed with me that the car appeared to be smiling due to its oddly shaped grille cover. The human-like faces it makes is not the unique characteristics of my car; it has a unique interior layout, an oddly shaped stain, and a dent in the back bumper from an unforgettable day!

On the way to the car, we discussed the effects of winning when you lived with someone who was unable to lose gracefully. Rhonda dismissed the whole thing, mumbling something about garbage.

At Lake Country Lutheran my teammates sparked my interest in running. Even though most teammates may be looking in improvement on themselves during a race, ultimately in my experience, my teammates have helped me grow through their motivation. Moments before the official pulls the trigger to start the race, my 4x800 meter relay teammates tremble with fear. Even our encouraging words do not seem to conceal our nervousness. The only aspect that comforts me is that I know I am not alone. My upperclassmen and fellow lowerclassmen teammates all have one goal in mind: to win first place. Although many of the runners are sharing the same feeling of unease, ultimately the race begins we trust one another that we will do our best. That day we met our

The cars continue to zoom by me as I begin to cry. The acrid smell of burning tires and exhaust fumes fill my nose. A horn honks, prodding me to cross, but my own indecision forbids me. My tears only make seeing harder, and now I’m crying both at that fact that I’m immobilized by fear, and at my own futility. I’m a chubby, little eight-year-old girl standing at the edge of the curb, trying cross the street. I am at the final intersection before my school, but all the crosswalk guards are gone. Earlier that morning I woke up late, so I had to ride my bike to school. The cars seem to be going at an impossible speed and veering toward me. I stand there for five minutes, contemplating whether I can cross, before I finally give up and walk back home in shame.

The most challenging thing I have ever been through was when I broke my left collarbone. I was at the park after school last year with a couple of my friends and I saw an odd looking tree. I felt the need to sit on a weird curving branch so I started running towards the tree. Why I felt the need to run, I still don't know to this day. The park has a winding sidewalk that runs alongside the road. In between the two is a small decline of grass and ground. Whilst running, I tripped on my own two feet on that small slope and fell on my shoulder. I rolled over so my back was on the ground. At this point in time I couldn't feel any pain, I was in shock. As soon as I started to get up, pain shot through me and I had to lay back down. Once one of my

I turned the corner, and there I saw it: the finish line. Flanked on both sides with rows of spectators cheering and screaming, it waited before me. Thank God this race was over. I have never run so hard in my life! Yet I knew in the back of my mind that this was one of my worst races I had ever run. This was the race we had all been training for. This was what we’ve been looking forward to for the past year, and we blew it.

When my husband first purchased our RV, you said that you would be happy for me to come whenever we weren't traveling. Looking at our travel plans, there will be times that I am away for months at a time. I am concerned the few days I am there would be more of a disruption than a help. Would it be possible to chat about this, tomorrow, while I'm there?