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Personal Narrative: How I Feel In Cross Country
“ Over the river and through the woods” hills, more woods, more hills, and another river”. This is how I feel in Cross Country. I’ve started getting faster, Which is awesome. The first meet I ran I got an overall PR But, The second meet I hurt myself by tripping in a pot hole falling onto my hip. I when I made contact with the ground, all I felt was pain. Pain was flowing through my hip over and over again in that race, I felt pain and I haven’t been able to run correctly since. My Dad had me walk around a block in our neighborhood, then run around it and I was super excited because I could run again, but when I started to run on uneven surfaces, once again, pain. How I think I hurt myself was because in Track last year, I was running the 100m and when I started to get out of the blocks, I messed up my hip, although it got better in a couple of weeks, but this time it’s a lot worse. I can’t run very well right now, I can’t do very many things in practice, When I go to meets all I do is cheer on my teammates, but I can’t any write mile times or their places because they have people to do that, and I haven’t been getting any faster. …show more content…

This injury has been one of the worst things that’s happened to me in a while but, on the bright side, I have time to do homework on the bus and I can have more time to make stuff out of cardboard and foam. One of the worst things about this is I trained a lot for Cross Country this year, and getting faster was my hope on the boards to write your hope on on the first day. I hope that my hip will heal soon, so I can finish the Cross Country season and be ready for track, and have an amazing track season.
I can keep running to get better for next year, and the next year, and the next


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