Perseverence
Webster's dictionary defines the word "persevere" as follows: To persist in any purpose or enterprise; continue striving in spite of opposition, difficulty, etc. As I read this definition, I began to think of a time in my life that perseverance truly made a play in my life. Many activities related to academics have always come very easy for me. While many students in my classes would spend countless hours studying and preparing, I could achieve the same or better with little effort. Sports related activities are quite a different story. My role in sports is reversed with those who struggle academically but are great athletes. Realizing the importance of being a part of a team sport while in high school made me take a good look at what sport I might could give a try. A relative of mine ran cross-country while he was in high school and did very well. I decided to give cross-country my best shot.I began my 'training' during the spring of my eighth grade year because I had never run any kind of distance running. My first time out I could barely run a half a mile. This was quite distressing since I knew from Coach Jones that I would have to be able to run a minimum of 3.1 miles when practice began in August. On day two
When my side began to ache and my legs felt like they couldn't keep going, I kept focused and continued with my speed. The other runners were running faster and faster. Once I cooled down, I walked over to see what my official time was, and sure enough it was twenty-two minutes, fifty-four seconds. On the way home from our second meet, where I didn't do much better, my parents and I discussed what goal I could set that would push me but would be achievable. I practiced everyday, and we continued to run further and further. I did not seem to be getting any better. There were many days I wanted to quit and just go home after school every day to get on the computer or do my homework. I didn't get to go to the regional or state meets, but I had achieved the goal I set for myself. My mom and I had set a routine we followed to keep me on track. As I crossed the line, I faintly remember hearing the coaches say something about twenty-two minutes. It would have been so much easier for me to do that. At our next to last meet at South Lenoir High School, I set out with my goal in my mind, as I did with every meet. In July the coach put a schedule in the paper of what we needed to run each week to prepare for August practice. My time in the first meet was thirty-three minutes, forty-eight seconds.
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