First Track Persuasive Speech

Have you ever found the joy in a certain physical activity? Have you ever been repelled from joining something because of one physical workout, only to join because of that very exercise? Do you know what it’s like to think you're bad at something, only to have your friends be shocked by what you can do? I definitely know what that’s like, but I won’t get into the whole season, or even the first meet. I will just tell you of the first practice. I will tell the story of a kid with a couple of long-dead mindsets, and his first track experience. This is the story of my first day at track.

So, where do I start? I think the mindsets might be good. I didn’t want to go out for track because of the first mindset, I don’t have what the coaches want,

It was just cloudy out. It wasn’t humid at all. We got lined up, and did our stretches. I thought they were extremely similar to football, which they were, their almost all the same save for a couple, more ridiculous ones, like showgirls and gopher holes. No, I’m not making those names up. As soon as the basics were done, I jogged over to Coach Rew. Before I was there for more than 3 seconds he told me “You can do this” in a slightly agitated tone. I was jogging to the back of the far side line and joined that group. We did a little more advanced stretches, and then jogged it in. “Alright guys, Today we’re gonna go up to the cemetery and do some sprints, but first, sprinters, 1 lap around the school, big guys jog straight there.” We took off. Zach and Connor were way ahead of us before John P. and I got there. I was one of the slowest right there. When Logan and the rest of the sprinters arrived he told us “Hey, everybody walk a lap around.” That’s when I noticed that this whole thing wasn’t sprinting and endless hustling like football, but some sprints, some jogging, a good amount of throwing, and a little walking, which I’m not opposed to. We stood all grouped up until the Coaches showed up. They told us what we were going to be doing. We started with a couple rounds of straight sprints, then we moved on to the kind of thing that made me rethink the insinuation

It’s actually really simple to set up and ... play, I guess, is the term for it. We had 3 guys to a group. The slowest or least durable runner went and got a 10 to 20 yard head start depending on that kid’s speed. That kid was the rabbit. I was playing that role twice. I got let off, and about two seconds later, I heard David and John R. right behind me. I kicked into high gear, and thought Hey, this speed, this intensity, this feeling, this is great, I’m loving this! I came in first place in that little race of ours, and we walked back around and repeated the process. A series of steps that reinforced my new opinion. It felt great. The running, the adrenaline, the thrill. I couldn’t get over how I somehow managed to outrun 2 of the 7 or so fastest guys in the grade. Something unexpected to all of us just happened, but how was it possible? Me? Outrunning John R. and David? That can’t be right. I keep thinking and press