Personal Narrative Essay: Running Back To The United States

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The pain in my legs, the sweat running down my face, hard breathing while trying to grasp air, people yelling spontaneously at me “GO Maddy GO!” hundreds of spectators all around watching and yelling, breathtaking mountain views in the background, dirt flying up in the air from pounding feet hitting the soft dirt is something I wish I could go back to. Running at USATF Junior Olympic Cross Country Nationals in Albuquerque, New Mexico the year of 2012 is a special day I wish I could go back to. It was December 8th, very hot and muggy in the state of New Mexico, but very cold and snowy back at home in Indiana. With thousands of runners from all over the state warming up, jogging around, stretching and getting ready for their big day, I was

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