It was the last inning in our all-star game, and we were losing 10 to 8. Our team had 2 outs and we couldn’t get the third. Our pitcher was doing bad, throwing all balls, while all of us in the field were tired, ready to fall asleep at any moment. There goes another walk. They score again.
Getting off the bus, I was ecstatic. It was my chance to help my team in achieving our biggest goal. For fall, the day was particularly hot and humid. I enjoy running in cool, chilly type weather, so the heat was a conflicting factor in my race. But I refused to let the heat bring me down.
Before my senior year began, I wasn’t wasting my time running around, but I was definitely running. I ran a total 442 miles to train for the full Towpath Marathon this fall, which I completed at the age of 17. Running a marathon is definitely a NTA, as most teenagers spend their time running away from challenges, while I tackled the 26.2 mile obstacle feet first. Within 48 hours after the race, I set a new goal of running the distance in every state of America, and am now training for Marathon 2 of 50.
The race that I am running in is the Boy’s Frosh-Soph at 3:30, which means we are warming up now. Following a much longer than usual warm up run around the park, although I was comfortable with it, our group sat in a circle and went through our stretches. A few senior runners came into the circle for speeches, including an attempt at a motivational speech, and a campaign “vote for me” speech for Homecoming Queen. As soon as we finished our stretches, we walked over to the starting line, where we did additional stretches such as high-knees, butt kicks, and strides. Completing the additional stretches, we were ready to
The rubbery sensation in her legs was gone; replaced by something less ambiguous. Put another way, her calves were on fire, and her ankles were starting to complain. Tenth of a mile by tenth of a mile, that ubiquitous runner's struggle -- a war of wills between one's desire to break through into new territory and the instinct to stop doing something before appendages pop, break, or tear -- raged on. Her breathing was getting ragged, and suddenly it was something of a struggle to maintain her posture.
Forty percent of people in the world are predicted to be diagnosed with cancer in their lifetime. For the longest time, this remained a statistic to me, but everything changed the day my father received a phone call detailing my paternal grandpa 's lung cancer diagnosis. To my dismay, I learned that my grandpa wasn 't the only one affected by this adversity in my family, but my maternal grandma and uncle have also been diagnosed in the past. That day, my entire perspective on cancer transformed and, consequently, I felt a need to do something about it. In high school, I eagerly sought to join Relay for Life.
Run of Glory Ever since I was seven years old my best friend, Quinn Parker, and I wanted to play basketball for Downsby High School, the number one high school basketball team in America. We would train every day, no matter rain or shine, just so we could see the names Evan Johnson and Quinn Parker on the Downsby starting line-up. We played basketball together with the same team, and the same coach, at the same place. It’s basically my second home where I go to see my second family.
I will bring many things to the campus. I am very hardworking, determined, and a team player. As a four year member of my high school Cross Country team, I have learned how to work to better myself and how to also work as part of a team. I learned how to push myself and to stretch to reach to my goals as a person, and to help push and encourage my teammates to reach the team’s goals. My friendly and pleasant personality allowed me to succeed in a leadership role as one of the two seniors on our team, working with my teammates.
It started on the first day of scout camp in early June of the year 2015. Our troop had consisted of about twelve scouts all of them pumped up and excited to get the scout camp kicked off and get going. The cycling merit badge was the one we had all come for because all of us, except a few, thought this one was much better than hiking so we stuck with it. The first day was definitely the hardest.
When I was 12 years old, I made it onto a cheerleading worlds team. Essentially, if my team got a bid, we would get to go to the Cheerleading Worlds competition at the ESPN Wide World of Sports Complex in Disney World. I am a part of the competitive cheer community along with 3.3 million other athletes in the U.S. alone. My teammates and I were ecstatic and could not wait for this moment to compete. Our team name was the Cheer Eclipse Comets.
I started the swim program back in 2010 my daughter, Kasey Rein; she wanted me to start it because she knew she would place at State. She was the only swimmer through 2010-11, since no one else knew how to swim. Afterwards high school students started to join swimming.
And we were off; All 13 of our runners and 55 of theirs exploding off the starting line and across the field. I was in front, I always was for about the first 100 yards, then a wave of runners passed me and I settled in to where I was supposed to be. The light rain hit my face and body as I pushed through the 3.1 mile course. Although I had no shot at winning, I hoped my teammates in front of me were giving it all they had, albeit they most likely weren’t doing much better. After settling into a rhythm, I started to battle with a runner near me.
My coaching experience was challenging but overall a great experience. Over the past few weeks, I got a chance to learn more about my client and also help her achieve her goals of water consumption. Overall my client did a good job with keeping up with her water intake. I know that it is not an easy task to write down the amount of water that is being consume, but she made extreme efforts to make complete the logs. It was difficult meeting up with my client due to the fact that we have conflicted schedules.
Matt and I first met July 19, 2013 in Galesburg, IL at the local YMCA, which was graciously hosting us that evening on our journey across the country. Matt and I were both interns for the Million Dollar Marathon, a cross-country run that was raising funds and awareness for Above & Beyond Cancer. I had been on the road with the crew for just over a month and the 19th marked Matt’s first time meeting most of us. My first impression of Matt was that he was arrogant.
It was quite Monday in spring, a normal day but for me and my team it was a big day. It was the day we started training for the important race; the race decide which track team was the best in the city. My teammates are, George, Aron and Dylan. We have been working hard because we lost the championship last year it would be good for us to come out this year and win the championship.
