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It was six o 'clock at the Friendswood junior high mustang field I was playing strong safety and I had to cover the extra receiver they brought out by the snap I was already beating my man and the next thing I know the ball was sailing my way straight to me. I am 13 years old and I am on the Friendswood junior high C-football team I am a second string slot receiver and starting strong safety
In the summer of 2012, my sister and I joined the Saltillo High dance team. For Elizabeth and I, our first pair of shoes were ballet slippers, but our fellow team members had little to no knowledge of dance. Elizabeth and I felt a strong responsibility to use our talents to transform fourteen softball players into dancers. We learned very quickly the cost of being a leader- sacrifice. Elizabeth and I found ourselves searching for ways to improve the team, choreographing routines, and privately instructing stragglers.
In 7th grade I got so close at the end of the season and ran a 5:01 mile. I got there because of good coaches to help me a long way but I didn’t work as hard as I could have Getting close
The Thursday night lights beamed down on me as kickoff approached. It was the last game of the 8th grade football season and the last chance to make my mark on a personally rather ordinary season. We were playing Celina, a team known to be a powerful opponent. I was on the kickoff return team, playing on the far left side of the field and on that particular night we were set to receive the kick. The referee’s whistle pierced the warm and soundless autumn air.
In life, even though we are told not to do so, a lot of us “count our chickens before they hatch”. We make assumptions on things before they happen because we believe that if something seems so likely, it will happen. Well, that is what my Liberty High School cross country team did my sophomore year. Going into the year, we not only knew we were going to be strong, we thought other teams were going to be weak. The top teams from the state finals the previous year had all lost most of their key pieces.
It was the moment I had been practicing for. I was finally going to try out for my middle school cheer team and hopefully make it. I was so excited I could barely focus on my classes that day. I had run through all of the steps at least 50 times that day. I had always wanted to do cheerleading and this was my moment to do it.
The first marathon I completed was the Seattle Rock n Roll marathon. My sister in law and I trained together for that marathon in 2010 and I completed it, but boy did I learn a lot through trial and error! First, I learned to start slow! I remember the first 13.5 miles went by rather
The course was muddy and slippery and damp. I knew that the last runners who were going qualify to state were going to run a nineteen-minute race. While other teams were practicing and warming up, my team was playing in the playground. From what I’ve been through this week, I know I wasn’t going to make it to state, but I still wanted to know how close I would be .The teams were called to the starting line and I was nervous.
So he ran by himself and I ran at practice, but on the weekends we would still do our long runs. I often dreaded our longer runs, so my mom always gave me something to look forward to such as; going out to eat or making cookies later that day. The half marathon was coming up soon, and we were as ready as ever. The day before the half marathon I had a cross country meet, and it was tiger bowl. I really wanted to go to the football game, but I had to go to bed really early and wake up early for the run.
Of course, as you'd expect I got fourth place in that race. Bummed from the results I learned to keep my head high and keep working I mean I was just a freshman. In the end track taught me that there's always someone better, or faster you just gotta work harder than them. My final sport that I have a passion for is rugby.
My passion for track and field began with a Nike advertisement. At age ten, I opened the newspaper to a two-page spread of the hometown distance running legend Steve Prefontaine overlaid by a paragraph of inspirational copy. It concluded asking, “Where is the Next Pre?” The story of his small town Oregon roots, gutsy racing style, and ambition to be the best resonated with me like nothing ever had before. I told myself I was the next Pre, and then tore off for my first run through the streets of Eugene, Oregon – “Tracktown USA”.
We were all pretty bummed that we didn't make it, but we were also proud of what we accomplished. I have a very extreme love/hate relationship with running, but I still plan on running again next year. Cross country has been one of the most difficult and unexpected adventures of my life, but it's also been one of the best. I wouldn't give up all I've gotten from it for the
For my passion, I have chosen to be a track and field sprinter. Why did I choose this? The reason I have chosen this topic is because I like to run and I am currently doing well on sprinting. What had led me to this passion?
My heart pounded against the inside of my skin, racing, as I crawled to the floor. The palms of my hands burned while my view darkened. I panicked, and jumped up to, “Tori! Tori! Come throw.
I had really good personal records this season and I intend to keep my goal of amazing PRs. My goal this season was to get under 20 minutes and outrun lots of runners. For my 18th birthday, I was in the TH, which is our local newspaper, and there was a quote from The Maze Runner with the title, "We 've got a runner!". My parents made a comment to the paper, "Our little boy is all grown up." That made me feel ecstatic and accomplished.
