When I was in elementary school I always looked forward to Tuesdays and Thursdays. Those were the days Mr. Ingram would come to Golden Hill Elementary and teach P.E. Those were the only days I didn’t wear dresses--instead, I wore my hand-me-down tennis shoes. Those were the days we were tasked with the arduous undertaking of running around two baseball backstops. I remember slowly making my way to the front, everyday picking a new boy to beat. Soon, I was faster than all of them.
I was fast in junior high too. My parents never thought about putting me on a club team though. It was high school when I realized I could actually win races. I made the varsity track team my Freshman year, won League Champion in the 400m, moving on to competed at CIF. Every year since then I've won the 400m in my league and placed second or third in the 200m. I didn't begin running competitively until high school but I've become a dedicated athlete, staying late at practice, training on Saturdays, and working on my form. I've also become mentally tough too, learning how to make consistent times even without competitors, and controlling my nerves before races. I've been awarded Varsity MVP two years in a row. I still see so many areas in which I can improve and hope to be able to do so during my senior season and in college.