I Corinthians 9:24 states, “Do you not know that those who run a race all run, but one receives the prize? Run in such a way that you obtain it”. This Bible verse has had significant meaning to me particularly while running track in high school. Track is a sport that requires hard work, determination, speed, focus, and self-discipline.…
Chris Linde stated “My job as an athletic trainer is to prevent injuries as much as possible. I also support with strengthening and conditioning, guidance in nutrition and sleeping, and I also make sure the playing area is safe”. When he was young, he always adored being around the athletic trainer. Subsequently being pushed to his limits and fighting through the pain, there was always someone to care for his aches, and pains. She gave him opinions on what to do when he was alone to prevent fatigue, and serious injuries that would prevent him from playing to his fullest potential or limit him from achieving his goals.…
I’m starting over again anew something different now. The last run was great while it lasted. Day one back at practice was pretty rough, hitting balls endlessly at the range brought upon old bad habits. It made me realize how far away I was from my former swing, the consistency, strength, and concentration it had brought me. I had now found myself with a rugged backswing and an upbeat tempo.…
It was one of the most rainy days of the summer of 2014 in Tulsa, Oklahoma and I had one of the biggest soccer tournaments in my life. My team was invited to this tournament called The Friendship Cup. This tournament was a six team tournament and your team has to be one of the top teams in your state to be invited. My team is called Blitz United and at this time we were top three in the state of Oklahoma. It was an honor for my team to be in this tournament…
About a year ago at this time, I was training for the NYC half marathon. I’d never really taken to running in my life, despite always being pretty active. This was different. After I’d recently lost my mom, running connected me to something larger. When the cold winter air came into my lungs, I knew each breath was all I needed to keep going.…
You decide to take a jog you put on your shoes lace them up and head out the door. You take a few stretches and start running throwing your arms in the air pumping her legs and breathing in and out. You as you run with the Lake on your right-hand side the sun beaten on your face. Trying to keep your mind clear of all thoughts you continue this pace for some time you start to sweat breathe heavier and your legs are starting to burn. You realize you ran longer than you thought you actually ran to a supermarket a little supermarket.…
I wish the moment could have lasted forever. Standing up in front of that crowd and receiving my medal sent pure joy coursing through my veins. At that point in time, I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I had placed in the top 15 of my race, and this wasn’t just any meet… this was districts. As most people know, I have run cross country since the beginning of 7th grade.…
We all have something to be passionate about. Whether it's a sport, a career or a hobby, everyone has that something that they do and love that is deeply woven into our lives. This "thing" is so important that taking this one "thing" away would tear any person apart. My passion, my hunger, my "thing" is running cross country. There has never been a moment wasted on my sport due to its inherent ability to build a person's character and teach the athletes the importance of goal setting.…
In the eighth grade I joined the cross country team. I have always enjoyed running, before joining the cross country team I ran in track and field the previous year. The first half of the season was one of the most challenging things I have ever done. The reason that the beginning of the season was so difficult for me is due to the fact that I was very out of shape.…
My involvement in Basketball and Track has really taught me that if I work hard and strive to do my best, the only outcome is becoming better. I have learned that hard work does and can pay off. During summer of my eighth grade year I was on a summer basketball league, I figured this was the only playing time I would get because the following year I would start as a freshmen. I work hard everyday trying to improve my skills and learning new thing that could help benefit my playing. The following year my coach started noticing how hard I have been working at practice and gave me a few compliments regarding, “nice work today” and“looks like you have been working hard and improving.”…
• Overambitious goals: Decrease my pace time to a more comfortable one. • Self-defeating beliefs and attitudes: Remember what motivated me to start running all those years ago. Plus, demonstrating to the skeptics from the past, that not only will I walk again, but I will return to competing in races. • Lack of support and guidance: Return to the running groups that I once participated in and refocus my locus of control. 6.…
Everyday, I went to practice and I would push myself harder than i ever could. i did not let the cold, rain, or cramps get in the way of me reaching my target. At the last meet i improved my personal record by five seconds. Finally, Track and Field gave me motivation for school and other extra curriculums. All i look forward to at the end of the week is the track meet every thursday.…
My sophomore year of high school, I received an award for Most Improved in cross country. That day I felt on top of the world. As a matter of fact, I felt on top of the world that entire season. I was never athletic, as a matter of fact, before joining Track the year before, I had never ran more than three feet in my entire life. The first day of cross country was an awful start.…
Running makes me feel free. When I would start my run it’s as if I don’t have a care in the world. I usually run around Mt. Greenwoods Park. When I’m running I tend to zone out. All I can hear is my breathing, and the sounds of the trees blowing.…
“Runners on your mark…Set...Poww!” Those were the last sounds I heard during what could have been my last race of my sophomore year in collegiate Track and Field. It was a frisky, yet cool Saturday in April and after a strong performance in the previous indoor and outdoor season (4x100m and 400m), I was determined to continue and uphold my strong form on this day. There is a saying that things do not always turn out the way we hope, but I believe, there is always a positive lesson to be learned from every life event. I love sports.…