Cross Fell

My family is all about sports and have supported me more than I could imagine. My biggest inspiration is my uncle, he set school records in high school and competed in college, and I am hoping to get a scholarship to run track or cross country in college, just like he did, and maybe run professionally. I look up to him because I see how dedicated he was and he is the perfect representation of succeeding in the talent he loves because of committing himself and time to

The Dream of the Rood is by an unknown, Anglo-Saxon, author. This ancient poem is about Jesus being crucified through the cross’ point of view. Although this poem is about Jesus’ death, it does not exactly match up with what the Bible has depicted in the Gospels of the New Testament. There is a culture clash between the Anglo-Saxon culture and beliefs and what the Bible thinks of Jesus during his crucifixion. In this poem the author expresses Christ as strong, heroic, and bold, but the Bible states

sick? I’ve ask myself these questions while running Cross Country for six years. But, nothing can really prepare me for what’s ahead when I’m running. When that gun goes off and everyone starts running, it’s a totally different environment. My dedication and pride got me through coming in last for four years of cross country. I learned this exact lesson as journeyed my way to each finish line, making me stronger each time. One thing that makes Cross Country unique from all other sports, the individual

admiration for running started when I was young, now every time I go for a run I am reminded of the little girl who dreamed of running. When I was in elementary school, my parents forced my brothers to join the Topeka High cross country team as a way to keep them busy. Cross country is a sport in which individuals from teams run a long distance race on natural terrain, the races are usually 3 miles. As soon as I went to their first race I became fascinated with the sport and team. The team seemed

Feeling exhausted, I focus on my breathing. I breath in through my nose and then out through my mouth, breath in and out. Repeat. After passing the mile mark, my coach is shrieking for me to relax, because I am on my way to qualify for cross country states. The top twenty girls qualify, and I have been dreaming of this day since freshman year. All I have to do is hold my position, and then I am golden. Suddenly, my legs begin to feel like jello. My running partner slowly fades ahead of me, and I

Readers may wonder why would someone that has almost every OCR in three countries go and run “Your first mud run”. The reasons are, the event wasn’t that far away from Tuxedo NY and I didn’t mind starting the Spartan Sprint on Sunday a little later in the day, I wanted to write about an event/race that first time racers would want to try so they had something to read and know what they would be getting themselves into, and most important the event/race is put on purely to raise money for the amazing

and on the outside. Last year, I decided to join the high school cross-country team. I was extremely excited and could not wait for practice to begin, but I was also somewhat nervous. What if I was not talented enough? What if my skills were not competent enough? What if the coaches thought I was just… mediocre? I was so nervous, I began to doubt and feel dubious about my running potentiality. When I was first informed about the cross-country team, I was overly excited. I anticipated the day that practice

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. I still remember my coach telling me,"If your not first your last," so I knew I had to get first. I was running in the mile. I hate the mile since it make my calfs feel like they are on fire, but my coach put me in it anyway. It is a 2 hour trip to Haywood, OK and are coach made us meet the bus at 5:30

When it is 100 degrees outside and my lungs are burning I push through because that is what it takes to succeed. Cross Country constantly reminds me that I can do anything I set my mind to by challenging me every day. My legs go numb and I cannot breathe. Staring at the clock I wait in agony for the 7 mins to be up and I can get out of this ice bath into the warm air

In the novel The Perfect Mile, three men each set out on their own journey of breaking four minutes running a. A quote that captures the theme of the novel is “Further, the four-minute mile had to be won alone. There could be no teammates to blame, no coach during halftime to inspire a comeback. One might hide behind the excuses of cold weather, an unkind wind, a slow track or jostling competition, but ultimately these obstacles had to be defied. Winning a foot race, particularly one waged against