Taking short cuts in life are never the answer. Going the shorter and faster route is normally the easier way, but isn’t always the right way. Most of the time going the distance, even if it takes longer, is the right thing to do. Cutting the cross-country course during practice taught me there are consequences for cheating. During the middle of my Junior year in high school I was in my third year of cross country. My team was at Lake Warren state park practicing a couple of days before our Wednesday cross country meet. My coach told us that we would be running the course just as if it were a meet. After stretching with us for a while and warming us up our coaches placed my teammates and I on the starting line. Finally, my coached yelled at us to go and I took off sprinting my first mile. …show more content…
I was running alongside both of my pacing partners who helped me keep a solid time. We rounded the mile and a half mark I told them that I was getting very tired. My legs ached and my calf muscles began to burn. I eventually convinced my pacing partners to walk so I could rest for a few minutes. Unfortunately, since we walked it made our times a lot slower than normal. With that in mind, I asked my partners if they wanted to cut the course to get our time back on track. Both refused to cheat, so I did it on my own. Since the course was mainly in the woods it was not hard for me to run across. Making sure I was not in sight I slipped across the course removing three fourths of the distance from my
My dad was trying to convince my buddy Perry and I to do the hill climb in Logan, Iowa that was the same day as the race. We both kept telling him no because I didn’t want to roll my new bike down a huge hill and we both loved racing. We washed
In fourth grade I was 9 years old. At that age I didn't even think of playing sports. I was just like a normal 9 year old. So one day my auntie told me that one of her friends daughters is playing softball for Port City Girls Softball League. Then asked me if I would be interested to play. I answer saying sure I will try it out, so my auntie went and signed me up. So the way that league works is they have a draft to pick their players for their team. Then, the first practice started, I knew nothing about softball so I was brand new at all of it. When it came to one of the next practices one of my older sisters came to watch me and noticed my coach. It was one of her friends! Then my sister told me that one of the players
Last night was my 1st cross country meet this year! It was VERY fun and enjoyable, except for ride there. It took more than an HOUR to arrive at the meet. My team was very thrilled and happy to participate in this 1 mile meet. The rest of my meets will be 2 miles, since I'm in Middle School. I did pretty well, just like the rest of my team. We will hopefully do just as well, if not better in one of our upcoming meets. We have 5 more we compete in, as well as a daily practice after every school day. I LOVE running cross country, it is really fun and YOU should consider trying it
It was around 10:30 am when we left for the rink, the bus was silent. We were all focusing on what we needed to do in the next few hours. We got to the rink and warmed up for 30 to 40 minutes and went into the locker room. While we were all sitting there listening to music our coach came in and said 30 minutes until we were on the ice, so we started to get ready. When we got on the ice I was feeling great and having the time of my life.
When we all arrived at the track, we lined up where coach told us to. “Ready, set” My heart started pounding really hard. “Go!”. And I ran as fast as I could. Off course I was the slowest. Well after the mile, we had a water break. And after the water the water the water break, we did some activities with a partner. Those activities were fun because my partner was an eighth grader who was shortest than me in height. After those activities we played sharks and
I chose to run in the 200 meter dash. My gym teacher, Mr. White, told us to line up on the starting line and to start running when we hear him yell, “GO!”. I have never ran so fast in my entire six and a
In fifth grade, I started my first year of pop warner football. I remember being excited and nervous because I knew I had big shoes to fill. Going into football I knew the coaches the coaches and parents would have high expectations of me due to my brother being so good. Every day of practice got harder and harder, but I knew I could not give up if I wanted to impress people. Day after day, I practiced as hard as I could, hoping to surprise many.
When I was a Child, I have never stopped wondering what it would be to fly in the sky. I had tried to jump from sofa or bed with an opened umbrella in my hand，and imagined myself as a flying bird. As I grow up, those wonderful fantasy become faded in my brain. I still like flying, and I had experience something like helicopter tour, but never a real fly. I always have the thoughts to explore life, to experience
My freshman year in high school I started out on the Junior Varsity team not knowing that I would be on Varsity half way through the season. My first game on Varsity, we played Cass City, the best team in our league at the time. I didn't start because I was second string behind the starter who was a junior, but he quickly threw two interceptions and the coach decided to give me a shot. I went into the game, threw a couple touchdown passes and won the game.
One day, my coach came up and explained if I was to break this record, I would be the very first girl in my grade to break a school record and compete at the state level. All I had to do for my team was to run 13.3 seconds. All season I ran around 13.7-14.2 splits. That gave me so much dedication to be the best track athlete I could be. I worked my butt off in practice and did so much
When I was five years old, my dad drove me to my first ever soccer practice. In the car on the ride over there I was so excited. However, once I got there, I wanted my dad to turn around and take me home. I realized I did not know anyone or even what soccer was and at five years old that was scary. My dad told me I was not allowed to quit, and I had to finish the season.
High school is short time period in our lives that allows us to find our identity, discover our beliefs, and grow as a person. I have experienced numerous encounters in high school that have shaped me into who I am today and have ultimately prepared me for college. However, I believe that learning to balance the different aspects of my life while in high school is what has positively prepared me the most for college. I have always taken Pre-Ap and Ap courses in school. Along with these classes comes an overwhelming amount of responsibility and homework. I was also a member of my schools’ varsity volleyball team for three years. Being invested in this team required long practices, late game nights, and weekend tournaments. In addition to volleyball, I pursued my faith.
When I was in 7th grade I started playing volleyball. It was the first day of tryouts at my school; I had never played volleyball. I was so nervous that I could not stop shaking. I hoped that I could make it through this week of tryouts. At the end of the week, the results were posted, and I found out that I did not make the team.
Monterrey, my home city, is unique in many ways, as it has a peculiar blend of European, American and Mexican cultures, something that has deeply impacted my life. Because of this bizarre mixture of lifestyles, a person coming from abroad for the first time would be shocked, and it might shatter all of his suppositions on Mexican people. When my friend arrives, the first thing he will notice is an industrialized suburbia, which is not common; close to him, he’d see buildings and skyscrapers, but not too far, he’ll see precious mountains and green spaces. The first place we would visit is my grandma’s house because her cooking is delicious. I would invite all my extended family to this meal, including my parents, siblings, aunts/uncles, and cousins.
I started participating in 5k races with my dad the summer before beginning middle school and discovered my burgeoning potential. I won races in my age group and collected a few trophies and medals for my achievements. When school started, I joined the cross-country team where I learned about a higher level of competition. I lost more than I won, but I kept training and as my conditioning improved, so did my performance. It encouraged me to see hard work translate into results.