Creative Writing: Track And Field
Track And Field
The track looked longer than it looked before. I could feel my legs shaking and I could barely breath. It was my first time running the 100 dash, and it was one of the scariest, most nerve racking moments of my life. I couldn't help but feel like I was the new kid on the block. All these kids looked like they were trained their entire life for this one moment, and I didn’t even have the proper shoes or blocks( those things that runners put their feet on a the beginning ). I looked to the side to see if I had a chance of winning, but all I could see were these powerfully built men I had to race. For a second I felt as if my heart was about to explode, it was beating so hard it hurt my chest. My eyes locked on to the man who starts the race with his gun. The closer he got to the pedestal the more nervous and sweaty I became. “On your marks”, he said, my arms tightened and all my thoughts erased, “Set”, I was ready… ready to lose. “Go!” …show more content…
I tried my best not to look at the my competition, but my will power gave in and I couldn’t help but swing my head side to side. A quick glance was all it took to set me back a couple of meters, I knew that I was going to be kicked out of the competition if I came anything but first. I couldn’t feel my legs because this was one of fasted times I’ve ran. Every step I took counted, one mistake would cost me my chance. I used every ounce of my energy just to keep up with the competition. But then I soon noticed that nobody was beside me. Did they already beat me, had I lost in the most humiliating way, or maybe… I was ahead and might still have a chance. The rush I got knowing that I could win this was all it took, the adrenaline poured through my body like Nitrous Oxide through a car. I was running so fast I thought I was denting the
The track looked longer than it looked before. I could feel my legs shaking and I could barely breath. It was my first time running the 100 dash, and it was one of the scariest, most nerve racking moments of my life. I couldn't help but feel like I was the new kid on the block. All these kids looked like they were trained their entire life for this one moment, and I didn’t even have the proper shoes or blocks( those things that runners put their feet on a the beginning ). I looked to the side to see if I had a chance of winning, but all I could see were these powerfully built men I had to race. For a second I felt as if my heart was about to explode, it was beating so hard it hurt my chest. My eyes locked on to the man who starts the race with his gun. The closer he got to the pedestal the more nervous and sweaty I became. “On your marks”, he said, my arms tightened and all my thoughts erased, “Set”, I was ready… ready to lose. “Go!” …show more content…
I tried my best not to look at the my competition, but my will power gave in and I couldn’t help but swing my head side to side. A quick glance was all it took to set me back a couple of meters, I knew that I was going to be kicked out of the competition if I came anything but first. I couldn’t feel my legs because this was one of fasted times I’ve ran. Every step I took counted, one mistake would cost me my chance. I used every ounce of my energy just to keep up with the competition. But then I soon noticed that nobody was beside me. Did they already beat me, had I lost in the most humiliating way, or maybe… I was ahead and might still have a chance. The rush I got knowing that I could win this was all it took, the adrenaline poured through my body like Nitrous Oxide through a car. I was running so fast I thought I was denting the