Personal Narrative: Track And Field

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Palms excessively sweating, body quaking in anxiousness, heart racing a million beats per minute, my mind being overthrown by the thoughts of nervousness. Just imagined being like that before the start of your Track and Field event. Having those feelings is just the normal for me. I have been doing Track and Field since 7th grade. That is 5 to 6 years of determination and commitment. When i first started Track and Field, i thought that i wasn’t going win and just lose every time. Since I began Track, my coaches and my teammates push me to my limits, yelling, “COME ON!!!!! PUSH IT!! KEEP ON PUSHING YOURSELF!!” That is the kind of motivation that got to where I am today. Throughout the years of being in Track, there were many obstacles I had …show more content…

I was doing fantastic, until the last 150 meters of the 400 meter relay. My legs were starting to go a little numb. I was thinking to myself, “ No! You better not give out on me, legs. Come on. Keep pushing even though it’s excruciating.” “COME ON ASHLYN!! CATCH UP TO THE OTHER GIRLS!! KEEP PUSHING THROUGH THAT PAIN!! COME ON, LET’S GO!!” hollered Coach Charbonnet. Every time I do the 400 meter run and the 4x400 meter relay, I always count on her to be there at the last 150 meters to help me push through the pain and fight it. Now, it’s the last 100 meters. The toughest obstacle for me personally. I can take notice that not just my teammates, but Conroe fans were screaming at the top of their lungs, telling me to catch up to the girl in front of me. I did catch to that girl. My legs were about to break like twigs, my arms were so weak, but i had to keep on fighting. As I got closer to the finish line to hand off the baton to my teammate, i was getting faster little by little. BAM! I handed the baton to my teammate and i growled, “GO! GO! …show more content…

As soon as she crossed the finish line, I rushed over to her, overflowing with joy and tears of triumph and hugged her. After I hugged her, the whole track team came charging at us and we chanted, “WE ARE CONROE!! WE ARE ONE!!” After that night as I went home, I deliberately thought to myself, “Wow! Now this night was a memorable event that will impact my future.” The next day, our coaches handed out our medals from last night’s meet and i was nervous to see how many medals I got. “Ashlyn, you got 2nd in the 4x100 m relay, 2nd in the 400m dash and 1st in the 4x400 m relay”, cheered my coaches. Excitement, accomplishment, achievement came roaring through my body like a river with rapids. Everyone was clapping and cheering, which made me feel delighted and buoyant in myself. The medals made me pleased, but being with my track team I call my “family” made me blissful and thankful for having them by my

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