Rum-running

They encouraged me to join the track program by recollecting the success I had in the past. At first, I was hesitant because as a middle school athlete I was barely able to combat the pressure of running in a race. I doubted I would be able to handle the intensity and competitiveness in High School Track and Field. My friends attempted to convince me track would be a perfect opportunity to step out of my shell, make new friends, and rediscover an…

1932. Abebe was born in a poor family. To support his family, young Bikila joined the Imperial Bodyguard Squad of Ethiopian Emperor Haile Selassie. At the work, Bikila tries to earn as much as money he could to help his family. One day Abebe was running for fun and Swedish Coach, Onni Niskanen recognized Bikila’s athletic talent when he was sent to a government camp. Abebe Bikila began to prepare for the Olympics when he was 24 years old. In 1958, Bikila entered the National armed Forces…

No one believed in themselves more than the late, great, Steve Prefontaine. “Pre,” as most call him, was an outstanding collegiate athlete for the University of Oregon in the 1970’s. He was the epitome of a committed runner, leaving nothing behind whenever he raced. Prefontaine was an American middle distance runner and competed in the 1972 Olympics in Munich, Germany. At one time, he held the American record in seven different events from the 2,000 meter to the 10,000 meter distances.…

While the pain is fresh and the glory is sweet, I decided to write this article about my experience running the marathon and how in my opinion, it correlates metaphorically of how I started and my diurnal responsibility as a Surgical Technologist. Less than a month ago; on March 19, I ran my 3rd marathon. It is becoming a yearly affair for me and my wife to ran the Los Angeles Marathon that we always look forward for the next year. It started 3 years ago when my wife signed me up for my first…

He was born to Dazza and Shanikwa in North Carolina. When Wiggles was young his family moved to Florida. That’s where his running career started. Him and his friends, Harambe and Bob, trained to become the first rabbit runners. But only Wiggles made it to the professional level. Wiggles got accepted the World Cup three times in a row but has never won a medal while running. This was the biggest race he’s been too. The race was Africa, the home of the animals. Wiggles saw his shoes were old and…

house, and turned right. I remembered as a child going to the goat, weapon and armory. After fifteen minutes of running I reached the the goat, weapon and armory. I melted a hole in the door with the hot torch I found on the ground. There was a security guard but, before he even knew what was happening I ran around the corner and I goat punched him in the face. (LIKE A BOSS). I was running as fast as I could I turned the corner and “whack” it was my best friend Charlie. I’d completely forgot…

What Is Passion? Passion is an intense, uncontrollable emotion Tears streamed down my face as I watched the first man finish the sixty-hour marathon in the Netflix documentary “The Barkley Marathons.” I jumped up and threw both fists in the air. I felt like I had won. His determination and perseverance had done something to my core. I could control neither my body nor my tears. My reactions demonstrate how passion is both intense and uncontrollable. Passion is an ambition we put into action…

I suppose that people affect our lives in different ways. The hardest part is that we don’t know how long they will be here to affect us, as life is the type of rollercoaster that you never know when the drops and weaves are. Owen Naumann came into my life in 2011 and left in 2014. I understand that 3 years may only be a glimpse of time in our lives but those 3 years were abundant of friendship, success, tears and tragedy. In retrospect, he was the type of person who would laugh at my blonde…

band!" I shouted out starting to walk towards Josie. "Yeah apparently he works at the nearby Bar!" Josie said as we started walking to the dorms. "What! That's awesome!! What are you waiting for let's go!!!" I shouted running towards the dorm hearing Josie sigh as she started running after me. We reached the dorms…

I was at the Utah Olympic Oval. An almost second home where I trained almost every day. One hour away from race warmup. I walked to the edge of the track beginning my race routine while taking a deep breath, it was as if I was taking in all the experiences of the previous athletes that were here every day committing themselves to something bigger. I remembered the track runners that I would pass by every morning warming up for practice. The coach yelling “Go” to the hockey player deflecting…