How far is pushing yourself over the physical limit? Is there a limit for how hard you should push yourself in competition? Having experienced what happens after pushing myself further than I should, I can describe the state of being physically exhausted. I have only experienced this feeling once: one year ago during my first cross-country meet in Charles City.
No matter the situation, I try to achieve as high of result as I can. Whether it be in cross-country, school, or anything else in life, I am always considered a “try hard”, someone who pushes themselves beyond the status quo to become a better athlete, student, or person. Many people take this nickname as an insult, but I take it as a compliment, using the attention to motivate myself. …show more content…
As we unloaded the bus with our camp materials, I got a feel for what the climate would be for my race: tropical, similar to that of a rain forest. The course was laid out behind Charles City’s high school, and despite the unevenness of the ground, it seemed relatively easy with only two gradual hills. We set up our camp on a hill, overlooking the start and finish. Because this is usually the first meet of the season, races are separated by grade not skill, so all 9th and 10th grade boys ran together. This thinned out the competition, increasing my chances to finish in the top fifteen runners and …show more content…
I recognized her voice, but I couldn’t determine who she was. She talked about my paper airplane 4-H project that went to the State Fair and how great of a student I was. At the time I thought it could Patsy Bronner, my youth group instructor, but why would she be at my meet? How did she know about my 4-H project?
Mom followed a motorcycle to the hospital; the man driving the motorcycle was the EMT who had assisted everyone with the previous situation at the course. We approached a red-light intersection, and the man drove through it, beaconing for us to do the same. As we reached the hospital, my mom jumped out of the car and ran inside to check me into the emergency room. The mysterious lady helped me out, and I caught a glance of her familiar face. It was Mrs. Trautsch! She knew about my 4-H project; I remembered teaching her how to construct a paper
No matter the situation, I try to achieve as high of result as I can. Whether it be in cross-country, school, or anything else in life, I am always considered a “try hard”, someone who pushes themselves beyond the status quo to become a better athlete, student, or person. Many people take this nickname as an insult, but I take it as a compliment, using the attention to motivate myself. …show more content…
As we unloaded the bus with our camp materials, I got a feel for what the climate would be for my race: tropical, similar to that of a rain forest. The course was laid out behind Charles City’s high school, and despite the unevenness of the ground, it seemed relatively easy with only two gradual hills. We set up our camp on a hill, overlooking the start and finish. Because this is usually the first meet of the season, races are separated by grade not skill, so all 9th and 10th grade boys ran together. This thinned out the competition, increasing my chances to finish in the top fifteen runners and …show more content…
I recognized her voice, but I couldn’t determine who she was. She talked about my paper airplane 4-H project that went to the State Fair and how great of a student I was. At the time I thought it could Patsy Bronner, my youth group instructor, but why would she be at my meet? How did she know about my 4-H project?
Mom followed a motorcycle to the hospital; the man driving the motorcycle was the EMT who had assisted everyone with the previous situation at the course. We approached a red-light intersection, and the man drove through it, beaconing for us to do the same. As we reached the hospital, my mom jumped out of the car and ran inside to check me into the emergency room. The mysterious lady helped me out, and I caught a glance of her familiar face. It was Mrs. Trautsch! She knew about my 4-H project; I remembered teaching her how to construct a paper