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Personal Narrative On Missing A Relay

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My mistake is missing a relay whenever I started swimming because I was postponing it because I was nervous. I had to tell my mom because they were sitting by our chairs. Once I told her she went of on me about missing my relay and then we left. When I first started swimming competitively during the summer for old pike country club which was about four and a half years ago. it was my third meet and it was around 8:30 PM on a thursday night at old pike country club. I missed my summer swim team relay and my mom got steamed at me because I didn 't know that I was supposed to go up for my race. When I started going over their to the relay it was too late and I missed it. My mom yelled at me because I missed my first relay I had ever done. When I came back to where I was sitting my mom started to chew me out because I missed my relay and said if I kept on missing my events then I …show more content…

I have only missed my relay at another meet because the cotched didn 't tell me that I had a relay, it was at one of the most important meets in missouri valley that only the top 5 swimmers in a stroke get invited too. I got yelled at after that one to because it was a really important meet. I missed another relay because the timers told us that we weren 't in their lane and we 're pretty sure that they were trying to sabotage us because they knew we were going to win, and they were parents that I didn 't recognise. But me and my relay got to swim with the 16-18 year old’s relay and we almost didn 't get last but we did even though we were 12 and 13 year old’s. I took from those relays that I should try not to miss an event or relay but if I do then I might have a small chance to go in a different heat, And I shouldn 't leave unless I know for sure that I don 't have anything left for that day. If i do leave then I should tell one of the coaches that I am leaving and ask them if I have another relay or event. I also learned that I should be ip at the blocks more than five minutes

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