Track, track, track! This year was my first year of track and now that it’s over I can confidently say that I enjoyed it. At first I didn’t like it because I wasn’t that good. With all the conditioning and practice we had every day after school, I found that I was getting better and improving every single day.
In the beginning I didn’t talk to anyone except Andrew. If he wasn’t there then I don’t think I would’ve ever opened up and gave it my all as I do now. I got into track because my teacher is the coach and he was looking for female throwers. I turned out to be the only one. Since I was the only one, it made me compare myself to the boys pretty often and this made me kinda discouraged and very unmotivated to better myself.
With the regular season ending last week and championships starting for those who qualified, I can say I’m very proud of myself for putting in the hard work and effort through to the end. Even though I didn’t qualify for Lower State, I know that I did my very best. For this being my first year of track, I, along with the coaches are proud of the work I put in.
From track, I gained some new skills in fitness and health, gained better habits, and I learned how to motivate myself when others don’t. Most importantly I gained a new family. From the sprinters to long distance, mid distance to throwers, everyone on the track team encouraged one another and without that unity we most likely wouldn’t have made it as far as we did due to our size compared to other 4A schools. I’m proud to say I was a part of something like it and I hope to join again next year!