Personal Narrative Essay On Becoming A Champion

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“I hated every minute of training, but I said, ‘Don’t quit. Suffer now and live the rest of your life as a champion.’” These inspirational words came from the legendary, Muhammad Ali. This statement is real. Hard work is exhausting, and has worn me down to muscle and bone, but hitting a dead end is not an option for me; I have to push through. I will become my own champion. This is what I tell myself in order to make my dreams happen. In my short years of existence, I have grown to learn that my mind is powerful, and it can do extraordinary things if I tell it to. Becoming a champion, in my own way, was not an easy task. And for the things I’m striving for today, it still isn’t. Hot summer sweat-drenched days are the origin of my accomplishments. …show more content…
For the first two of those three years I was on the Sky View High School drill team. The piercing sound of my alarm would ring through my sheets at 4:30 every weekday morning. This was for two years straight: summer, winter, spring, and fall. My eyes would creak open and it would take all of the energy in me to shove my rock-heavy sheets off of me. Getting dressed seemed like a chore itself, but I would get in the car ready to conquer the practice ahead. Exhausted, I would walk my sore muscles up to the Sky View High School track at 6:00 a.m., ready to take on the two miles ahead of me. Running became less of a challenge, even as I grew more tired and achy. I was confident every morning, in myself and in my teammates, that we could do it. After, I would always walk into the gym ready for the four hours of intense dance practice breathing heavy, but with a smile on my face. I knew inside, that I was becoming better—stronger. This was not easy to do every day, but look at me. I’m still breathing. I told myself that I could do it, and I did. Those marathon practices are what led my team to winning region two years in a row, and me to lettering in the sport both years. My freshman year I even placed 3rd in the 5a individual drill down at the state competition, and 2nd my sophomore year. Those massive accomplishments never would’ve happened without those …show more content…
After coming home from school or a tiring morning dance practice, the last thing my mind thinks it wants to do is work outside in the heat. I know deep down, though, that it is actually what I want to do, because I know the reward that will come out of it. I slip on my Wranglers, and my boots with their rattling spurs, and saddle up the horses every day. It is not easy to overcome the want to sit in the AC and relax, but I know that my body can do anything if I tell it to. Working with these beautiful, intelligent animals is the most amazing experience. There’s nothing I would rather do than feel the rhythm of my horses’ hooves under my body, even when I go home caked in dirt from the hours of riding. The best feeling is when our minds finally sync and we conquer a maneuver we’ve been working on for hours, days, or even weeks. I love it when I look my blue-eyed self in the mirror and see my now white eyelashes in result of all the dust, because I known what I have done that day is going to lead to outstanding things. The sweaty saddle blankets and sun-soaked tan lines are what have led me to win many state champion titles, with many of my horses. My hundreds of trophies, belt buckles, ribbons, and medals are all sitting in my room, right now, simply because I told myself that I could do

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