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Personal Narrative: How Training Affected My Life
I stood fifteen feet away from the starting line, surrounded by thousands of other people who’ve devoted the last six months to the same goal as me. Countless emotions were flowing through my mind. However one emotion prevailed, and that was excitement. Excitement had extinguished every feeling of nervousness in my body. I was now about to fulfill the potential I had previously been deprived of. Numerous circumstances affect our lives each day, and each day we learn something new regarding ourselves. One day five years ago, this exact scenario occurred, and I found a new passion for running. Over the next three years I would run during the cross-country season, then I would neglect to run in the off-season. This negatively affected my performance, and after a few years with little improvement, I was ready to abandon running altogether. However my adoration was restored with running again, when I set a goal to run a half-marathon. Here yet, was another life-changing moment in my life. …show more content…
Training brought up numerous challenges in my life, some of which I learned from, and some in which I’m still trying to overcome. I learned that to be devoted to something, I had to institute time and effort, and that it would demanding. I also gained a new perspective on my life. You learn and use many qualities when you spend so much time devoted to something. From this experience I realized I can do anything I put my mind to and I can do it well. Before most races I feel a sense of nervousness. I think too much about what could go wrong, or how awful I might feel on race day. These things pile up, and hinder my performance. However, I was so excited to complete this race, and experience it, that I forgot all about the things I worry most about. The energy of the starting line got me even more excited and I was ready to run. Everything about this experience made me so much more

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