Personal Narrative: My First High School Track

Am I the only one who gets anxiety when getting ready to run during track season? It was a hot day in the month of May, our shuttle hurdle team was preparing to run our race that you decide if we would go to state or not. As we were warming up we all felt anxiety rush upon us. We all knew that just by one little mistake we would not be going. We all knew that if we messed up our teammates would not be able to forgive us. This is the feeling of anxiety. We had tried so hard to make it to where we are today and now that day is here. This is anxiety. As I set in my blocks waiting for the gun to go off, my arms begin to shake. This is anxiety. Going back to my first high school track meet, I never thought I would make it this far. When I first decided to go out for track it was only to stay in shape and to get myself ready for softball season. It was a home track meet and I was about to run hurdles for the first time of my high school career in
I had finally grow up and out of the elementary school and doing those fake small hurdles for track and field day. Now was my time to show how much I can improve by the time I would get to high school track. I pictured the high school coach being at my middle school meets and he would watch me and talk to me after. All of that was a dream I guess, and because of my middle school track coach that dream would never come true. One day after school we were all getting ready for track practice, we did our stretches then all of the hurdlers walked over to get ready to practice, but not me. As I was beginning to walk over to the hurdles my track coach stopped me, the exact words he said to me were “McKenna I am going to take you out of hurdles, I think you need to start running other events”. I was immediately devastated. Tears ran down my face as I turned my back to the hurdles and walked over to run with all of the other middle school