Now in days every one is a “winner” every one gets to go home with a trophy even if they didn’t even win. They are always being praised for just being there, even if they don’t try. If someone tells you that you’re a winner, then you automatically just are. Winning is never giving up even after you have lost.
It was the most basic of mornings that I woke up to. The sun was not yet shining its warmth on my little world, however I still dragged myself out of my warm consuming bed leaving it and my dream Mister Sandman had given me, behind. I swung on my Gator shirt and black shorts without even having to think, still mentally dragging myself out of sleep. The only reason I got up this early or would ever get up this early is for what I truly love, swim practice. I adored getting into freezing cold water …show more content…
By the time I was on the block I was already pumped. As the buzzer went off I was flying over the water with one of the longest dives you’ve ever seen. When I finally entered to water I was surrounded and engulfed by it. All there was, was water and time. I kicked and pulled as hard as I could and I refused to breath or even think.my body was begging me for the most essential thing to live, air, but I refused to give in to my flesh. By the time I got to the wall I knew how fast I was going so I did an early turn and my momentum lead me to the wall. I shot off with so much force my thighs cursed me with pain, but I kicked the water and pulled at it, for it was the only thing between we and the wall. I felt fast and knew I was fast but could not feel the win. I kept feeling that Rebecca Granman was one stroke ahead of me so I pulled and kicked faster than I thought my body could handle. Then 33.3 seconds later I was at the wall. I had to calm my self for the moment I looked up at the board, but I didn’t have to. I knew I had won when I saw Rebecca Granman’s face. I looked over at her and said with a equal level of evil she had presented me
It was the most basic of mornings that I woke up to. The sun was not yet shining its warmth on my little world, however I still dragged myself out of my warm consuming bed leaving it and my dream Mister Sandman had given me, behind. I swung on my Gator shirt and black shorts without even having to think, still mentally dragging myself out of sleep. The only reason I got up this early or would ever get up this early is for what I truly love, swim practice. I adored getting into freezing cold water …show more content…
By the time I was on the block I was already pumped. As the buzzer went off I was flying over the water with one of the longest dives you’ve ever seen. When I finally entered to water I was surrounded and engulfed by it. All there was, was water and time. I kicked and pulled as hard as I could and I refused to breath or even think.my body was begging me for the most essential thing to live, air, but I refused to give in to my flesh. By the time I got to the wall I knew how fast I was going so I did an early turn and my momentum lead me to the wall. I shot off with so much force my thighs cursed me with pain, but I kicked the water and pulled at it, for it was the only thing between we and the wall. I felt fast and knew I was fast but could not feel the win. I kept feeling that Rebecca Granman was one stroke ahead of me so I pulled and kicked faster than I thought my body could handle. Then 33.3 seconds later I was at the wall. I had to calm my self for the moment I looked up at the board, but I didn’t have to. I knew I had won when I saw Rebecca Granman’s face. I looked over at her and said with a equal level of evil she had presented me