“Runners on your mark, get set”, at that very moment there was nothing but silence. Sweat began to trickle down the side of my face as well as between my fingers. My heart was trying to explode out of my chest and my one thought was, “the worst has yet to come”. In a matter of seconds, the starter pulled the trigger, and a pop released from the barrel of the gun which kept me captivated. Right before my eyes I watched each runner take off, yet I was still stuck behind. Rationalizing what had just happened, my only option was to get off the track, instead a voice came within me telling me just run. I picked raised my head, looked at the other runners, and thought to myself, “you’re wasting time, just catch up.” Initially, the stance I had