Cross-country cycling

I would say that the hardest thing i’ve ever done is overcoming depression. I will say it is a difficult subject to talk about, at times. But I suppose that I will tell you the story of How I overcame such a difficult obstacle. It all started about 4 years ago, I was just a kid in 6th grade. I had a lot of friends and never had nothing to do. I lived on Gibson St. in Ozark, I had a few neighborhood friends and we played basketball, tag, or whatever we could find to do. It all seemed like nothing

Ethical Dilemma (noun) a choice between two options, both of which will bring a negative result based on society and personal guidelines. Everyone encounters ethical dilemmas it is the reaction to the ethical dilemma that defines their character. For me I think a person 's ethics and values really show who they are as a person and their character Coach Lantz walked up to me to check how I was feeling. My shins were throbbing with pain from the warm-up lap. My anxiety began then my heart started

A couple weeks after school had just let out, I got a car. The talk of me getting a car had started in the summer going into 9th grade, and two years later it was finally happening. The reason it took so long was due to the fact that my parents did not want me to drive just any old, cheap car that clunked and roared down the road. At the time, it didn’t matter to me. I would have gladly taken anything just, so I could get around; present me, however, thanks them for making me wait, so I could have

An Important Moment I could see the rain pouring down onto the track. It was the fall of my fourth grade school year. I was at Goddard Middle School for my fourth grade cross country meet. My fourth grade cross country race shaped me to be the person I am today by showing me the feeling of winning and it taught me sportsmanship. The rain, a monster, had been going on all day. People waited patiently around the track to hear if the meet would be cancelled. The rain was starting to form puddles of

it wasn’t enough. I crossed the finish line, grabbing a tree as I struggled to stand, and look at the timer. With a time of 21:42 for the girls varsity 5k race, I knew I had missed my goal, and my season was over. My freshman year, I joined cross country, and at the beginning of the season, I could barely run a mile without stopping; however, I ran everyday, and I

that I learned from my first race and is the far most meaningful and important skill that I ever learned from running. My very first race was the St.Charles Positive Addiction 5k when I was in 6th grade. It is the race that introduced me to cross-country and is what led me to believe in running and perseverance. I remember when I first started training for the race and how running 3 miles felt impossible.My class would train everyday and it was gurling. I felt defeated as I was one of the slower

Last year when I won the Highland Conference in Cross Country, is when I really started to like running. I remember the first meet of the season. I had been running a lot, like 35 miles per week a lot, I was feeling very ready and just felt like I had the advantage on everyone else. I was in such good shape that the two miles you run in an actual meet felt like nothing compared to how much I had been running on my own so at that first meet I kind of surprised myself. I took off a lot faster than

When I enrolled as a freshman in San Gabriel, I always liked running, that’s why I joined our school’s Cross Country Team and I loved it. I didn’t like the running part but I loved the part when I can run with my friends and make new friends. I always thought that cross country is a boring sport, but when you are in the team it is like a family. We worked together to win the CIF competition. During my first meet I did not race yet, largely because I didn't feel confident. Some of my friends like

New Year, New School, New Relationships The first day of school is a book just opened with the story yet to unfold. My story starts in a new unfamiliar place. It was intimidating to walk into the halls of Larned High School. Coming from a school of 80 students to a school of over 300 students was a massive change. I was hopeful that the day would be a success. It was the same routine in a new environment. Fortunately, my first day at Larned High School started like every first day before. The principal

an opportunity to strengthen both my ability to compete in cross-country and my faith in God. Before camp, I typically ran four or five miles on the days without a practice, but thanks to the training I received there, I now know how to schedule my workouts to best achieve success. Nowadays, my typical training week includes a long run, a tempo run, two scheduled practices with my team, an easy run, and a day off before a cross-country meet. I also learned what these different types of runs do