Personal Narrative: My Running Is My Passion

As a track runner, it is a necessity to be relaxed yet focused and determined. When I participate in track meets or even at practices, I receive a comforting warmth just by stepping onto the track. I feel as though burdens and worries temporarily lift from my shoulders. One may wonder how this can make someone content with their surroundings instead of nervous and uneasy based upon their environment and luckily for me this is an uncomplicated notion to explain. Unlike particular people, the track calms me and gives me a place to clear my head. I work relentlessly to achieve my goals, nevertheless it also gives me the clearance and space I need to effectively work my hardest whether it be a physical goal I am working to achieve

Cross country is a sport that can change the way people see themselves. I can only say this statement because I have been affected by this myself. During this satisfying sport I would constantly find myself lost in the moment. Not realizing how much this sport has meant to myself. Now that I have seen just about everything this sport has to offer I can relive some of the valuable life lessons that cross country has taught me.

I have recently become very passionate about the sport of running. In the past every sport I’ve tried, I’ve never been the best at. I've played almost every sport imaginable, from dancing, gymnastics, soccer, basketball, competitive cheerleading, horseback riding, lacrosse, swimming, and now to running cross country and track. I've always just been the one on the team who did nothing and was in all honesty just there to observe. Don't get me wrong I've always tried as hard as I could, but never succeeded. My junior year of high school one of my friends came to me and asked if I would join the cross country team. I looked at her as if she were actually going insane. At the time I could barely run a half mile, and probably would have cried at the idea of running five

that I can be happy at and if running track in college is a good idea and when I realize what the best thing to do then I will decide but until that time comes I wait and research and think about what I could do to my life to have a smile on my face everyday and having the life that is worthwhile. I love running track with a passion I know that because when I'm on the line about to push off the blocks the feeling I have in my stomach is like faith telling me and all I think about is run run run and saying repeatedly “I can do it”, then when that gunshot goes off I go, I run my heart out and I don't stop until I win and go for the best of my

CRACK! I start sprinting back because I know it’s way over my head. It’s the bottom of the 7th were up by one. Took 10 hard steps with my head down so I could get there faster. I put my glove and WHACK run straight into the fence. I was pretty sure I just got a concussion so I just layed there looking up at the sky. Everybody was cheering on the other team because they thought they had just won the game. The umpire is running over to me to see if I had the ball in my glove also to see if I was okay. I thought that there was no way that I caught but I showed the ump my glove. When I showed him my glove felt a little heavier than a normal glove just like when you don’t think there is any candy in a box but when you pick it up you know that

BOOM! The starting gun sounded and the biggest dual meet of the year was off. After much anticipation, preparation, and strategizing, the most important 5 kilometers of my young running career had started.

Ever since I picked up a basketball for the first time in kindergarten, my sport preferences have been changing, however running is the one sport that I have been involved in since childhood. When I was in elementary school I was motivated only by fun and this combined with my ever changing interests caused me to switch sports very often. My first sport was basketball, then I tryed football, baseball, and eventually running. A lot of my early

I was introduced to running at a young age going on runs with my Dad at our local park. My Dad at the time was training to run marathons and I would join him on his shorter runs because that’s really all I could do at the time. Then came 8th Grade when I decided to run cross-country. This experience changed my life and made me realize something that I would have never thought was possible, I would love running. Through my past 4 years at high school my love for running has intensified. This sport has been a talent that has helped shape my life.

I knew at that moment that it was time to go, time to kick. As I heard people screaming, telling me to run faster.

Running wasn't always a chore, a lot of times I could enjoy going out for a run with friends. Communities would have races which would be enjoyable and a great way to support a local cause. This last December, when I was in Millinocket running a half-marathon to support the town after the mills had closed, I met a massive number of runners that soon became friends. They are competitively racing all over the globe. This last summer I had the chance to be a part of an engineering camp at the University of Maine in Orono, and it felt like the same experience as Millinocket. I met many kids, that like me were preparing and hoping to go to college for an engineering

One day Joe was going for a run. He was training for a 5 mile race he is competing in the next day. While Joe runs, he likes to listen to music. Joe ran for three hours, then he went to the fortune teller to see if he would have good luck with his race. The fortune teller told Joe that he would not have good luck later that day, but he would have a high chance in winning the race. Joe was scared but still trained for his race the next day. The magic ball was never wrong.

I’ve always hated running. Unfortunately for me, I’m relatively fast, so I’m wanted by the cross country team. Last year, Stan (the coach) convinced me to go out. The first practice was an “easy day.” Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t call four miles easy! Everyone was so nice to me, so I kept coming. I loved the social part of the sport, but the running was awful. The only thing that made up for the running were the senior boys. Not only were they eye-candy, but they were also hilarious.

My first recollection of running was Junior High, my best friend was on the cross country team and she convinced me to go on a run with her. I barely finished and remember thinking I am never doing this again. Almost 10 years later here I am signed up for a marathon! This will be my first marathon, but I ran my first half marathon last year and loved the feeling of all my hard work paying off. I felt like a million bucks! There are so many reasons I love to run, but one of the main reasons I do it is for strength. I love feeling confident in accomplishing my goals, working hard for something, knowing what an incredible tool my body is and knowing I can do anything I put my mind to! I love the mission of the Girls on the Run Southern Utah. I

Running is what shapes me into the person I am. I have been running since the sixth grade, and it has been my greatest joy since then. I love running because of all the hard work and pain that goes into training, and ends in a personal record. Running is my biggest passion because it makes me feel happy inside, and it puts me in a good mood during tough times.

I loved running ever since I could walk on my two feet. I started to like running when I saw my dad coaching the track and field team at this school. I felt like the competition of running.My favorite part were the races. The racing was the best part because everybody was cheetah fast. It would be two or more people neck to neck to win the race. As they zoomed pass for first.