My heart is pounding so fast it feels like a racehorse stomping on the track. I can see the other swimmers out of the corner of my eye. My arms and legs feel like wet noodles, while I try to swim harder, faster. I stop thinking about anything else, just this one race. The crowd can be heard when I gulp in a breath. The fans screaming, the insanely loud voices of the coaches yelling at you to go faster. Then I hit the wall. I see the bright, gleaming lights of the broad. I can hear the shouting, screeching voices of my teammates. But all seemed like background noise compared to the thinking going on in my head. But it was just one thought, All my hard work just paid off. Most of my life I have spent going to something swimming related. Whether …show more content…
During my swimming career I’ve accomplished many different goals I have set out to do. From making state, to placing in the top ten at state, to going on to compete at sectionals. But my real challenge didn’t start until I started high school swim. Going in as a Freshman I was the second fastest person on the team behind a junior I swam club with. Already I was expected to do great things. I could feel the weight of the pressure on my shoulders like two hands pressing down. I also wasn’t bettering any of my times on top of that. Finally it was almost the end of the season, but I still hadn’t done anything spectacular. We went off to districts in the freezing cold North Bend. My relay team was expected to win districts in all of the relays we were in. We had qualified first in both relays for finals and we were pumped to have this win. But then it was in the 200 Medley Relay that we end up being disqualified. It was instant and utter heartbreak. The tears we cried could be felt rolling down our cheeks, hot and filled with disappointment. At the end of the meet we found out the our other two relays made state plus a handful of individuals events. Finally it came time for state. After the