Context: All throughout my senior year of high school I jumped lower than what I was expected except for two meets. I remember it was the track meet before the district meet. The meet before district was at our home stadium. The pit was getting moved to the middle of the football field where everyone can see you jump. Whenever I get into big pressure situations I get butterflies in my stomach. This meet I was also fighting for the last spot on varsity for the district meet. As a senior I did not want a sophomore to out jump me. The night before the meet I had a healthy dinner and got my eight hours of sleep. That day I had the best warm up vaults I had ever had. I was already starting the event off in my favor. In my warm ups I had strong plants and flying over the bungee cord as an eagle flying through the air confidently. I started the competition off by jumping at eleven foot clearing it on my first attempt. Then I cleared eleven feet six inches. I cleared twelve feet on my first attempt. When I cleared three bars on my first attempt I knew something was feeling good that day. After every attempt I would go away from the crowd to stay focus. This next height twelve feet and six inches would be my personal record. I needed everything to go right for me to clear it. I had so much pressure on me that day. I had way too many people watching …show more content…
No one in the sport of pole vault can catch every little detail in a vault. My parent or coach doesn't have to move the camera as I run down the run way. Than it gives them the chance to relax back in a lawn chair and watch the vaulter vault with