Personal Narrative: Running Cross Country

If there is anything that I have learned over the past 18 years, it's that, with patience and determination, I can do almost anything that I set my mind to. I fought to accomplish my goal, and with patience and determination, I made it to where I am today, and where I want to be.
Throughout my high school career, I have chosen to run Cross Country. Over the past four years, I've learned so much about running, life, and myself. With time, I became stronger, as an athlete and a person. The races were scary to say the least. Before every race throughout my four years of running, my Coach would say some words of encouragement that wouldn't just make me believe I could do better, but helped me do better. He would say something like this, "This race

I knew that I was going to run my heart out. It took a lot of time, patience, and determination go get where I am now. Eventually, the terrifying, life-changing day came. My final race day as a LaPorte Slicer. All of my brothers (my teammates) were anxious to start. With my foot right behind the white line, I looked to my brothers and said, "It's some of our last race today, lets run as a pack and kick some butt today." They shook their heads in agreement. Then came silence, the time before a race where everyone was silent, even the spectators, waiting to hear the crack of the starting gun. The gun cracked and off we went. My legs were so used to the motions and aching pain that they did exactly as they were told, without protest. Eventually, the team split up and I was near nobody on my team. Some fell behind while others sprang forward running faster than I did. Halfway through the race, I remembered my coach saying, "Find someone ahead of you, and pass them. After that, do it again, push yourself to run faster and let nobody pass you." I did exactly what he said, feeling like a car in the passing lane; I passed guy after guy. Each one took more time than the last, but I did what I had to