Day Of Conditioning

I’m sitting in math class trying not to fall asleep from all of the uninteresting work. As soon as I started to close my eyes, the announcements came on. The woman on the intercom said,” All students interested in running track, please report to the auditorium” I abruptly wasn’t sleepy anymore. I jumped up and asked permission to leave the class. I darted out of the class and headed to the destination. Track was the only sport that I would participate in so I knew was not going to miss this opportunity. While in the auditorium, we got all the information about what we should expect in the upcoming season. I was already prepared for the first practice.

On the first day of conditioning, a plentiful amount people attended. I was sure that I was in shape until we did our first workout and I was out of breath. During the season, I was not perform that well. Many other kids were much faster than I was. I sometimes would think I wasn’t good enough. After tryouts, I was so anxious to find out if I got on the team or not.

One day in class, I was minding my own business completing my work.

All of a sudden, a student came in and said that the list was posted. I walked briskly to the paper on the wall. While I walked, I prayed to God that I got on the team. I looked and discovered the name, Genesis Williams on the paper. I was so glad. My whole mood changed and I was joyful for the rest of the day. However, the days at practice were still a struggle. Still not fit, I would always be exhausted. My endurance and stamina were terrible and I knew I had to put an effort into fixing that. During track meets, I would get 3rd or 4th place. I always thought to myself, would I ever win a

race.
7th grade came in went. Suddenly I was in 8th grade. Of course, I was going to run track again. I made the team again and I was still excited this year since we got a new coach. I felt like I had a little improvement from 7th grade. I ran quicker and I wasn’t as tired compared to last year. Later on in the season, my coach wanted me to run the 200-meter dash. I never competed in this race and I was somewhat nervous. I made sure that I practiced and exercised a lot. At the track meet, the only thing I could think of was the 200. When the event was called, I was focused. I checked in and went over to the designated area. I was in lane 1 and since the lanes are staggered, I was in the back. The people in the stands got quiet and it was nothing but silence. I concentrated on nothing but running. All I heard was runners on your mark, get set, and the gun going off. I can’t even recall what happened. All I remember is passing all of the girls. I ran as fast as I could. Next thing I knew I crossed the finish line first.
”If at first you don’t succeed, try, try again”. You should never give up just because of failure. That will not help you in the end. If you fail the first time, you have to keep moving forward and work even harder. Then you can try again and do better because as they say, practice makes perfect. 7th grade wasn’t my best year. In spite of that, I worked more diligently and won first place in the 8th grade. Don’t ever let a downfall affect your success in the future.