I started running when I was in the third grade. We had a small "Olympics" at our school and everyone was doing the races, so I joined. I had never done any sport or even really thought of doing one before then. My teacher has seen me and recommend that I sign up for CYO (Christian youth organization) track so I did. I fell in love with it automatically. I was shy as a child and going out and having to and being able to make new friends at practice and at meets helped me a lot. After a couple years of long jump my knees started to hurt to the point that I couldn't run, so I had to take 2 years off. I ran again in sixth grade for CYO Immaculate Heart and I had forgotten how much I loved this sport. I went out from my middle school team in seventh grade and ended up hurting my hip and had to stop running. Going into freshmen year I was extremely excited, track was all I looked forward to. I knew I was still going to have pains but I couldn't stay off the track longer, I had to work through it and I did. Being on varsity team freshmen year was not easy with how much all the coaches expected and my hip and foot pains. My relay team, 3 freshmen 1 junior, had made it all the way to the NCS Meet of Champs and in my individual events I made it to NCS Tri-Valley. I didn't only do this for me, I also did it for my parents who have been pushing me since I can remember and have given me all I have wanted and I would like to show them it all paid off. With all my struggles, family, school, pains, I will not let myself, my coaches, and my family down.
For my college/academic goals, I am trying to find the right college with the right program for me. I am very into forensics, forensic science and anthropology to be specific, and would like to pursue a career in that area.