Personal Narrative: My First Year Of Reining

This was the first race that I experienced the difficulty of being a runner. I had placed 17 and had the worst race of my short career, My older brother placed third and was thanked by coaches, parents, and teammates for leading the team to an outstanding victory. My second oldest brother was captain of the team and was always relied on to lead the team. Watching my brother during my first season of cross country taught me a lot about leadership. After I started cross country I learned about the leadership and experienced failure.

But I guess the most important thing about Cross Country is never give up. And that 's exactly what I did. Have faith in yourself, and keep it going. I didn 't miss any of the practises, I always try my best during the

Ever since that day, and many, many horses later, I have been passionate about horses. I began going to local fun shows, where I would show in mainly pleasure classes. It gave me a great foundation of how to ride a horse correctly. I won many awards on my pleasure horse and really enjoyed doing it, but as I got older, I began to have a need for speed. With this being said, I started entering the speed classes.

During my final year of Cross Country around Regionals at Oglethorpe, I ran my final race for my high school career. Banks County was nearly number one in the State, the furthest we had ever ranked in history, and spirit and hopes for State Championship were high. I was nervous, like nobody’s business, I had messed up during my senior night because I was upset for my parents for not showing up and escorting me. And I was scared that I was going to do horribly. But as I ran, I realized that if I let my past mistakes and failures hold me back or get in my way, so I ran, harder and better than I ever had before and apparently even beat a “skinny kid”.

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In life, not everything will go your way, not everyone will like you, and not every day will be a wonderful day, but you just have to get through it, is what I've learned. I've discovered only this year that I won't perform at my best in every event, but that's why we establish objectives. Cross country gave me the opportunity to meet the wonderful young men I now get to call my teammates, but they are more than just teammates. They are family. We share a connection that I've never known on any other team.

The transition from eighth grade to ninth grade is one of the most difficult but unforgettable things a student must do in his adolescence. For me, it was filled with new opportunities of taking Ap classes and joining clubs. One of these cubs was Youth and Government (Y&G). For as long as I can remember my brother, Riad, has boasted about how amazing Y&G is and how it has changed his life. My brother is three years older then me, so as a freshman he was a senior in Y&G.

Despite working hard at practice every day, I was not able to get faster. I was determined to get better so I would go home, watch videos, and learn the techniques. All of my friends and family motivated me to not give up. I started to attend every competition and even though I was not coming out in the first place, I kept trying.

As I ran across the finish line for the last time I could not help but smile; all the memories and lessons learned from my years on cross country and track flashed before my eyes. Salem Cross Country and Track has impacted and shaped me into a leader, friend, daughter, and student. The competition and friendship I found on the cross country and track team is amazing and has aided me in personal growth. The challenge of running is something that I have learned to cherish the most during my years as a high schooler as it taught me to always work hard.

Because of my involvement, and the valuable lessons that

In those two and a half years I started racing. My first time I ever raced I got first place and it was the best feeling ever. I was so proud of what I had accomplished and wanted to keep racing. But after I placed first in that class I got bumped up to a new class that had bigger bikes and faster kids. At the time I was still on the 100 and I was racing kids on bikes twice as big as mine.

Overworked. That’s the closest word that I could use to describe this week. I feel like this journal is going to be about me just bickering, yet there is some stuff you might want to read about. First of all, I have been sleeping three hours this week because of upcoming midterms, quizzes, and assignments due. I am sleep deprived and mentally drained and as my second year in college I have never had my life drained out of my body like a passing shadow.

It always makes me happy to see the young kids getting into it at a young age like I did. I would like it as a way to give back to the sport being a show model for others to learn from. Something that could hold me back from completing my is that I could get in a car wreck and be paralyze so them I would not be able to drive and that would burn my goals of ever making it to the major leagues of racing and being able to follow the footsteps of my hero. Or even the chance of a stroke could also destroy my goals of racing. There are so many thing that could keep me from reaching my goal.

Once I was able to accomplish these special moments, I felt a sense of pride. It made me feel that I need to continue to work hard, so that I can have the things that I need. Even if there’s something that challenging, I have to keep working. Ever since I’ve had that attitude, it has helped me in long run.

At WIT I hit the ground with a running start and a determined mindset not only achieve the best