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Personal Narrative: Running In A Cross Country

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Have you ever ran in a cross country meet? I have ran in countless cross country meets; I have been running cross country for eight years now. Every race I run is a challenge, no matter what, because I push by body to its limit. Most people do not consider cross country to be fun. The enjoyable part is definitely not the race itself, but the feeling afterwards knowing that I kept pushing myself when my body and mind were both telling me to stop. Our cross country teams won our first meet of the season, but there is more to the story than just the two trophies we brought back. It was an extremely unpleasant race for three different reasons. Our meet was in Snyder, Texas. As soon as we pulled up, I knew the course was not going to be the least bit enjoyable. The entire course was dirt; it was very dry and dusty. By the end of the race, we were completely filthy. There was no grass or trees, only sagebrush. A favorable course has trees because trees mean that there …show more content…

Our practices are at 5:00 in the morning every day. We had been running in fairly cool temperatures. Most cross country races start at 8:00-10:00 in the morning, but this race started at 12:30 in the afternoon. It was so hot; it was 97 degrees. I knew it was going to be miserable because even just standing outside, I was sweating profusely. To make it worse, there were no trees; therefore, there was no shade. Running in the heat of the day is the worst thing any runner can do. It is miserable. My head felt like it was going to explode because my face was so hot. We were not prepared to run in that weather and my coach realized that after two of our runners were critically injured. One of our runners had to be taken by ambulance to the emergency room due to dehydration. Another one of our runners was dehydrated, but instead of going to the emergency room he just vomited the whole way home. He was very sick and it was not a pleasant ride home for any of

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