Cross-country cycling

things, they are often not insignificant to the athletes that participate in them. I participated in both cross country and track and they were, and continue to be, of great value to me. Sports have challenged me both physically and mentally, and have equipped me with essential characteristics, such as hard work, dedication, self-control, supportiveness. Over the course of my high school cross country career, I have made it to state twice and onto varsity my sophomore, junior, and senior year. But those

Unfortunately, it was drizzly and chilly day. I don’t like the moment before starting to run because I feel nervous, although I feel a little bit of excitement. Soon after we started, Shogo said us like “I’m going ahead. See you!” Then, Lindsey and I kept running as the same pace to the goal. There were several up hills on the way to the race and the first one was the most difficult to go up. When Lindsey asked me to walk, I said no because I thought I can run up hills, but it was harder than my

myself for is joining Cross Country. I knew that I could run I was just afraid of all the running they did but now that I am in Cross Country I can’t seem to think what my life would be without this sport. I was encouraged to join this sport by my coaches and my parents. They knew I had the ability to complete this goal, but I just had doubt in myself. I believe that every sport takes dedication and my biggest accomplishment is Cross Country. I first started Cross Country when I was a freshman.

Something I have always found interesting since a young age was the sport of running. Just the thought about how we had the ability to run, then using that skill and racing others with that same skill, it just amazed me. Then through elementary school they had field day when they had the 100 yard sprint and mini PVC pipe hurdles, it got me really interested in racing others. I was naturally competitive and really wanted to be the fastest girl out there. So when I came into high school, when track

joined my school’s Track and Field Team via an E-mail. For the beginning of my freshman season, I was incredibly shy and received. I probably wrote more words in that E-mail than I said to my coach for the first month of that season. Before Track and Cross, I was not an athlete, and I had never run more than a mile a day in my life. Obviously, I did not go from a couch potato to a track star overnight. I started Track as the slowest girl on the distance team and for the majority of meets that season

t all started in seventh grade when I joined the cross-country team. I won two medals over the season. I was so happy and so excited. I was on the varsity squad sometimes and in the open run sometimes, it just depended on my recent time. My personal record was 13.56 at Morton. My team went to the sectional meet, I ran with my team that meet. We did not make it out of sectionals to the state meet. I really enjoyed my first season of cross-country, I made many new friends that I enjoy being around

There had been conversations about it all summer but I was still hesetent. Finally, I agreed but only to be supportive of my younger brother who had skipped out on it last year and wanted to do it this year. So on Aug 15 I went to my first ever Cross Country practice ever! Oh boy... “Alright! Follow each other and warm up around the field!” shouted coach McDonald as we all trickled out of 4 different busses. The field seemed as big as a corn field and it felt like a good 20 mins before I was done

Fall 2014, I was a freshman just new to cross country I was good but I never thought that I was really good. The first two meets went by slow… 20:52 then a 20:06 in a 3.1-mile race. I thought I was doing awful. But then on October 11th a day that I remember pretty well, it was a warm day but with cool rain. As the gun went off we all start sprinting off past the first mile mark. As I approached the second mile mark, I realize that I am very far ahead of everyone and sitting in 4th place but as I

what he said, or not. It was true that I was small; it was true that I was weak, I was scrawny. Knowing now the truth I hated to believe, I decided it was time for a change. I did my research, and my first goal was to quit the cross country team. Everyone who ran cross country, was thin, and fit the description of the word, scrawny. By doing this, I planned to relieve myself of running, and the burden I now see it had carried. I moved myself from a mile runner in track, to a quarter and half-mile runner

morning, we put in our longest day yet, arriving in Ludington on the eastern shore of Lake Michigan, after a 185 kilometer ride. In the world of running, the marathon is the endurance event – the measure of accomplishment in long distance running. In cycling, a 100 mile ride is the equivalent in magnitude. It’s referred to as Century Ride. (One hundred miles is 160.9 kilometers.) Our total distance of 185 equates to 115 miles. I’d like to regale you with stories of the day and a photo-log of the happenings