Will I look it in the eye until it sprints away, petrified by my piercing glare?
Or will I let it clobber me to the ground and infect my mind with insecurity? __________
A long stretch of dying, overgrown grass separated me from the rest of my class. My left leg felt heavy under the weight of my brace, a burden to pick up and put down. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, I began my final lap. The majority of my class had already finished and was waiting near the baseball diamond for me to complete the mile. As I rounded the final bend, a surge of relief shot through my veins: it was almost over! My classmates rooted for me as I crossed the imaginary finish line, my time looming over 11 minutes. Despite their support, I envied the quickness of my fellow third graders. I yearned for the ability to run fast, normal even. ___________
I have Neurofibromatosis, or NF: a genetic condition–not a …show more content…
Unwilling to concede. Although I cannot play contact sports, I row crew. I’m not an outstanding athlete, but I am dedicated and I work hard. We are required to complete an “honor run” before every practice. I complete each run to the best of my ability, running the entire time, even if it’s at a slow pace. Each run I finish is a success, and I now realize that determination and completion matter more than the time on the stopwatch. I refuse to allow this curve or the three titanium screws that live in my leg to become impediments. Some practices are physically brutal; any lengthy duration of strenuous exercise results in an aching knee and leg. Some workouts are unbearable; however, I refuse to be given special treatment. In fact, one year some of my coaches weren’t even aware of my