Personal Narrative-Winning My First City Championship

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Winning My First City Championship
Even though winning at times is easy, it can also be challenging. Winning, is a possibility that requires determination, sacrifice, and strength. My journey to the championship was a long one, full of uncertainties, sacrifices, and most of all, hope. The journey began in 2011, I was in 7th grade and in my first year of track. We had just finished our last week of conditioning and were about a couple of weeks into practice. Everyone began to try events they thought they could do well in. I ended up trying out for the 100,200 and 400 meters. Towards the end of practice, Coach Dyer, took out some hurdles and lined them up on the field. Then, he asked if anyone wanted to try the hurdles. At first, no one came
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Since one of the members of that relay team was hurt, coach wanted me to replace that person to try to save the race. I ran a relay before but, never a 4x400 relay. Anyhow, after some convincing, I decided to go through with it. As we got to the starting line, I found out that I was going be the anchor of the race, the anchor is the last person of the relay. The ending of the race depended on my performance. I got even more nervous, but I had already given my word that I’d help, so I had no other option but to go through with it. Before the race started, coach found out that 2 teams tied to win the city meet. It turned out that we were one of the teams and the outcome of this race would decide the winner of the meet. That news immediately cheered us up and we all decided to try our hardest to win the race. Then the gun went off, the first person had taken off and the second one was getting into place. We were in 4th place by the time the second person got the baton, as the second person finished she managed to catch up to third. Then the third person got the baton. Determined to win, she gave it her best shot and managed to somehow catch up to first place. We were still in first as I got the baton. Determined to not let

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