Personal Narrative: Running Faster

Going into the race I thought I would do great bang the gun went off and I was in the lead, towards the end, I was getting tired then I felt my foot hit the hurdle and I started to fall I felt my hands scrape against the track and I knew it was over! The thing that annoyed me the most was that I was in first place after the first ten hurdles, then on the last one I hit the hurdle with the back of my foot and fell to the track, Bam right on my face! I got up and finished the race and even beat two people across the finish line. I don't mind falling now because I know I can work on that and get better at the 110 meter

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 the active school year, I take part in cross country, track and basketball. I also played volleyball for a year, but I decided to concentrate on my main passion, cross country, instead of dividing my time and attention into two sports at the same time. I have been running cross country ever since I was old enough to run in the munchkin races. The sport has been passed down through the family, almost every single one of my siblings have run or at least tried it. In track, I have ran the mile and two mile since the seventh grade. These last couple years I joined into the long distance relays. In 2016, the first year we decided to start a relay it consisted of my sister, Victoria, Tristen Ness, and Sammy Swanson. The first time we ran

It was a perfect night for a run. Around 70 degrees with a slight breeze. I wait in my Dark Blue Mini Cooper as my watch gets my location. Feet trembling with adrenaline, much like an addict, I’m itching for a run. With a loud “BEEP,” I know the smartwatch is ready and I’m off. As time progresses, I start running faster, faster, and faster. The whispering wind would flow through my hair as I make my way down the trail. Bliss. I notice my surroundings, trees, deer, and the bright light of my headlamp. Chills go up my spine every so often. All I hear is the pitter pattering of my red running shoes and the occasional rustle of bushes. After what feels like the shortest moment ever, my half-hour run is over and I sigh with relief.

The coughing started immediately after I pulled my mouth away from the bong. Dillon was standing next to me holding the lighter and laughing his ass off. He grabbed the bowl and packed another one, there was no way I was gonna be able to handle this one. I wasn't even supposed to smoke that night. I came to the party 4 shots deep after killing a bottle of gatorade mixed with Grey Goose that I had stolen from my parents liquor cabinet. They didn't care if i drank as long as i was safe but they were hesitant about letting me have the good booze, that stuff i still had to sneak. I grabbed the lighter way from Dillon and ripped the entire thing, cause mama didn't raise a quitter. next thing I know I'm hanging over the back fence coughing out

“Ah. The championship game,” I said to Grace, one of my best friends, during warm-ups for our biggest lacrosse game yet.

It was my last track meet of the year and I knew that if I got in the top five I would get to go to state. I had to get first in the event I was running, so I knew that I had to run my best.

Blue flashes of light left you temporarily blind as you ran from her. Her spears fired at you with the intent to kill. Your health is low, only 4 hp left. Then you felt it, A piercing pain in your thigh. You collapsed to the ground as the now bleeding wound rendered you unable to walk. You tried crawling but it was of no use, you could feel yourself bleeding out, and the sound of boot steps was getting closer. You gave up, knowing the end was near and there was hardly anything you could do about it. You felt the tip of Undyne's boot wedge it's self under you as she flipped you over.

From the first thought of my older brother starting to drive I was very doubtful of his abilities. He started a driving class to get his learner's permit in May, just after school ended. Though my doubt was great, he seemed to grasp all the concepts of driving, and when I ride with him, pretty well. And over the months I started to trust in him more, and trusted the education given to him by Greg, his driving instructor.

I enjoy doing cross country in the fall of the my school year and track in the spring of my school year. I love running cross country after school because it’s a time I find relaxing and nice to breathe in the fresh air after running 3 miles. It’s also enjoyable to talk and bond with my friend on our 3 mile runs together. In the spring, I love hurdling because I enjoy the feeling of jumping over one obstacle after another. My favorite nonacademic activities are playing tennis and American Sign Language. During my free time, I like to play tennis with my friends, especially during the summer and at Weymouth Club. I also enjoy watching ASL videos on YouTube in my free time and learning how to sign new songs. It’s an awesome hobby I like to do

With school beginning once again, so did the new responsibilities that came during my junior year in the NJROTC as now the commander of the marksmanship team and one specific task that I was asked to was to create a more efficient marksmanship practice. During the second week of school with a discussion with Commander Heyward, he proposed his technique from his previous team where it got me concerned how will this work. The current plan I proposed was to be at least more efficient than his as I could get the returning students back in their target practices and for the new first year cadets would learn the basics of target practice quick and the returning members would be back on schedule with giving me time to work with the new members.

I was chilling in my bed room playing video games when I got a unexpected text message from my best friend Jarrod saying it’s going to be a night you won’t forget my brother. Although I was king of skeptical on why he texted me this early with a jigsaw riddle message; therefore, I was uncommonly curious moreover so that I ask him what you do mean and what is going down tonight? Nevertheless he respond with rich home girl is throwing a big mansion party; infact, everybody is invited it is going to be wild like that party movie project x my brother you coming yeah without a doubt I’m coming, good I’ll pick you up at nine thirty sharp tonight because Port Neches Grove is a drive. However time went by extremely fast that heard him pull up I wasn’t even ready so I just grab my red polo shirt and hat with my new tan brown timberland boots then finally headed out, so when we arrived cars was

It was 4 a.m. and we had to meet in front of the school. I was wearing two sweaters because of possible rain. On the way to Dodgers Stadium, Mr. Nittle was telling us about his previous marathons and how it was always extremely hot. Once we got there I pinned my name bib number and stretched to pass the time. Every thirty minutes there was an announcer who’d come and tell us how much time we had until the race started. After I heard the announcer I began to cry, I don’t know if it was fear or excitement, but it hit me “I don’t want to do this anymore!” Was I really about to throw away all that practicing away for nothing? I’ve run an 18-mile race… a few miles more couldn’t kill me. I felt I was not capable. I was the only person who was telling

I was very nervous standing on that starting online with my dad, who had took the day off to run the race with me. I remember the sun beating down on me as I stood there waiting for cannon to fire and the sea of runners around me waiting to rush forward. I feel could the tenseness of everyone in the air. Then the cannon went off and my dad and I took off at a fairly steady pace. At first I started out strong and kept up with my dad easily, but after the first mile I had slowed down a bit and I was getting tired. By mile 2 i was worn out and felt as if I couldn’t go on. I was breathing hard, thirsty, and my legs felt like weights.

I remember the game winning point in Van Horn Iowa. We Bump, Set, Hit.... It was a kill!. The crowd goes viral. It's 2016 and the Sailor Nation 7th graders are on there way to state!