My Self Research Paper

Self Paper
This assignment required that I had to write a paper about a moment that happened during my life that changed it. Knowing myself, I automatically didn't want to do it because I haven't really went through any moments that were so big that it changed my life. So me being the boring person I am, my mind drifted to the first time I ever played a sport.
Starting track for me was bitter-sweet. Yes, it was a sport for me to do while in school but, I really didn't want to do it, because if it were up to me I would go throughout all of high school without playing a sport or participating in any extra-curricular activities. The main reason why I even considered doing it was because my sister kept persuading me to do it. My feelings were

At that meet my heart raced, my palms were sweaty, the hairs on my arm stood from goosebumps, and I felt the need to use the bathroom (badly). At that meet I actually didn't run because of the weather but, hey I wasn't complaining because I was too nervous anyway. When I got the news that I wasn't running, I wanted to jump up and give praise to the lord like the old women at my church do.
Now the second track meet, my feelings/emotions were the same as they were at first track meet. The whole meet I was panicking and people told me not to worry, just to do my best. So, I kind of calmed myself down. Finally it was my turn to run, "Third and final call for all two hundred meter runners," the announcer said over the mic. My heart raced, and I panicked so much that my second pair of cheeks were squeezed together. Running with everything in my little body that god gave me, I still came in

After that first meet, me being the sore loser I am, I didn’t care anymore and I just wanted to quit right then and there. Teachers, coaches, siblings, peers, my mom... all told me not to quit, that I had too much potential. It took hard working practices, me coming in last in so many track meets, and people telling me to stay that made me stay. Which in all honesty made me better. Then there was this one track meet I finally ran in and didn’t come last. I actually came in second, it was cold as ice outside, cloudy, and gloomy.
It was so cold that I myself just as well as others ran in our coats/jackets. Me being the person I am, I also ran with gloves on my little hands but, I didn't care how I looked at the time, I was warm. After running in my race, I'm telling you, I was the happiest person ever, I just couldn’t stop smiling, I believe that all thirty-two of my teeth were showing that day. Yeah they were chattering like crazy but they were showing for everybody to see how happy I was. I didn’t care about nothing else, I was just ready to get to track practice to get praised over