Drake stadium Is so beautiful. When you’re standing in the middle of the field this feeling of importance and accomplishment is overwhelming. My teammates and I are on the line ready for the gun to go off. Our hair is pulled back into tight braids that fade into pink, I can feel a sunburn starting on my scalp. I climb into the blocks and get my practice run through and a sharp pain pulls in my groin. Being the one to start the relay adds a little more pressure, I’m thinking don’t false start, shoot out of the blocks, go hard, keep your arms tucked and now begging myself to forget about my leg. My luck I strain my groin the week before state, my shins had just built up from weeks of hurdling in the halls because the track was currently getting ripped up.
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My form goes out the window and I revert back to my bad habit swinging my arms out, I’m too close to to the hurdle and my trail leg bumps it but I keep moving and cross the line starting the next leg. The clock seems to count up too slow, this is where all seasons efforts payback. And the finishing finals, Pella, Boone, ___, ADM. I had ran a 17.6, not even close to my best. I failed my coach, and most of all, my teammates. I was disappointed in myself when I walked back to meet up with them but they were all excited, WE HAD GOTTEN 4TH AT STATE! I was injured and still tried my best, they were proud of
My form goes out the window and I revert back to my bad habit swinging my arms out, I’m too close to to the hurdle and my trail leg bumps it but I keep moving and cross the line starting the next leg. The clock seems to count up too slow, this is where all seasons efforts payback. And the finishing finals, Pella, Boone, ___, ADM. I had ran a 17.6, not even close to my best. I failed my coach, and most of all, my teammates. I was disappointed in myself when I walked back to meet up with them but they were all excited, WE HAD GOTTEN 4TH AT STATE! I was injured and still tried my best, they were proud of