Cross Fell

Teesdale’s industrial heritage is just as enticing as its scenery, and this walk has a good mixture of the two. The woodland around Hudeshope Beck sustains a rich variety of wildlife and makes a superb finish to the walk. Middleton-in-Teesdale, revered as the capital of Upper Teesdale, lies in the very heart of the most beautiful and enchanting scenery that one can imagine. The village was founded c.1031, when King Cnut granted it, as part of a much larger estate, to the monks of St Cuthbert at

tough, don’t give up. If you want to be the best you can be you don’t have a choice but to push your limits and try. As these words of encouragement have made me become who I am, cross country has shaped me into the person I am today. It all started in August on my first day of 6th grade where I came out for the cross country season not knowing what I was about to get myself into. My dad said I had to either get a job or do sports in school, so I chose to do a sport because what 13 year old would

he knows it is for the benefit of all mankind. In the poem, the rood, or cross, is depicted as the individual telling the story of the crucifixion. The poet writes the story so it is understood that the cross is, like Jesus, a warrior. If the cross can tell a tale it is assumed that it would possess the ability to experience feelings. By explaining the cross’ experience in the way the poet does it is easy to see how the cross possesses warrior-like characteristics. I trembled when the man embraced

My cross country teammates understand all the excruciating pain I’m going through, help me celebrate when I run my fastest time, and struggle with me during the hardest practice of the season. Having someone cheer me on during a race is invaluable. Hearing

together toward a common vision. I struggled very hard with getting myself to wake up in the morning to run to achieve my goal. When I ran Cross Country I really wanted to run every meet and get a personal record but I never had the motivation to practice harder but with determination on a Saturday morning I ran my personal record! During Summer Training I fell and sprained my ankle very badly and was out for the first month of the season. I would use my injury as an excuse sometimes to not have to

Running is my sport, but it is so much more than a sport. Over the last few years, running has had a large influence on my life. I compete in both cross country and track, completed a marathon, ran over 300 miles last summer, and ran 250 miles over the previous one. The amount of time I spend running may seem excessive to some, but I know that what the sport has taught me about myself and about life is well worth the miles. Running has become my escape and has taught me how to better deal with

A personal experience I have went through in my life would be making it to districts in track and field my sophomore year of high school. Making it to districts was a big accomplishment for me and my teammates because track is something that I take a lot of my time to focus on and do multiple hours of training so I am able to compete with the other athletes. I come from a small town in Ohio called Oak Hill. The sport track and field is something you do not hear that much about because our high school

If you're looking for the perfect running partner, look no further than your dog. Your loyal companion can be a great motivator, teacher, and all around friend for the trails, and can help to reinvigorate your passion for running. For years, I ran alone. I didn't want to hold anyone else up, be held up by anyone else, or have to worry about aligning schedules to run with someone. I also like to play it by feel, and if I'm not feeling up to a run one morning, I don't do it..... after all, I run for

With my heart pounding I stepped forward. As the other competitors are doing everything to stay loose and ready, I simply could not stop shaking. To my left and right stood two seniors, the fastest half-mile runner in the state and my biggest rival of that year. I felt very out of place, only a sophomore that season. In Montana, the 800m race at the state meet had been dominated by seniors for decades. The echoing silence filled the arena after the starter yelled, "set!." If I were to recall the

Imagine being at the peak of your high school career, personally, academically, and athletically. For me, that was my sophomore year. I was selected to be on the homecoming court, I won a free class ring, and a free corsage and boutonniere for prom. I was on my way to a 4.0 grade point average. I was pulled up to Varsity basketball, I became the 100 meter hurdle regional champion, and I qualified for two events at the Division 4 State meet for track and field. In one split second, a clip of a hurdle