Track season ended recently for me and I fell short of my goal PR, personal record, but along with that unreached goal I gained friendships, strengthened character, and a better understanding of myself.
Before track season had even begun this year I asked my track coach, who was also my cross country coach, what time he thought I could get in the mile this upcoming season. The answer was a confident and happy "5:40". From then on I mentally told myself repetitively that I was going to get 5:40s this track season. I trained hard every day, doing everything my coach would ask. I took my vitamins, drank my water, and ate good food. At the West Coast Relays I got close, getting a 5:51 in the mile. A 5:51 mile is two seconds from a 5:49 mile; my coach and I were so excited.
Finally league had arrived, the race my coach had me at the peak of my training for. We we talking, my coaches and I, before the beginning of the meet about the mile; I said with good humor but all seriousness "Hey it's 5:40s or die trying". I almost died trying. Just after the race, I was panting hard laying on the grass when voices floated above me saying I got another 5:51. I was crushed.
I qualified for all three events at area, but of course I chose to focus on the mile, on getting that PR. At area I raced a 5:55 mile, and the frustration continued to grow inside me. Why couldn't I break into the 5:40s? My coach said I could, what was I doing wrong? A week after area I had a time trial. Time trials are unofficial races, usually only done to earn a better PR; the person racing in the trial is paced by a faster runner so they'll stay on pace for their goal. During the last lap, 200 meters away from the finish line and the end of my race, it was shouted out that I was at 5:00 flat, and if I just ran a 48 second 200, I would finally be in the 5:40s. At that same moment, I tried so hard, I gave everything I had to go faster, but my body wouldn't do it. My legs felt like they were stuck in molasses, my body felt as if I was a snail trailing along the sidewalk at a painfully slow pace. As I crossed the finish line the timer read 5:54. I failed.
After the race I became sick, reflecting back I think it was caused by the immense guilt and regret I felt. I stayed home the next day due to my nausea and weakness; the whole day I couldn't get it out of my head that my season was over and I never reached my goals. I broke down crying that night to my parents, I couldn't stop saying that I was so close, I could've done it.
What my parents told my was something I was desperately needing to hear. They said that just because I didn't break 5:50 doesn't mean that I'm a failure. They said that there was so much more to my track season than just merely the times I received for my races. I had coaches who cared for me and wanted to help me in anyway they could, as well as friends gained who pushed me to the limit in workouts and always had my back, and a team who loved me, and I loved them, like a family. The sport itself, running, taught me that if you want something, you have to work for it, and hard work is essentially the key to success
Maybe I didn't get 5:49, or 5:45 this season, but I wouldn't trade what did get this season, friends, character, love, and wonderful memories, for the world, not even for a PR:).
Wednesday, February 17, 2016
I have an issue with where California's money is going. Our governor plans on making a train system that goes up and down all of California, which will be very efficient, and make traveling across the golden state very easy. This train system would be a great idea if one of California's biggest exports wasn't choking and crumbling to dust, agriculture. Since the drought, water has been extremely sparse in the valley, where most, if not almost all, of the agriculture is grown. Farmers have been digging deeper and deeper wells, and getting nothing. Californians could have used a canal that they've used previously for water, but the San Franciscans decided to take that canal and make it a habitat for an apparently endangered species of fish that seems to be way more important than growing agriculture so America, and other parts of the world can be fed.
My point is here, is that as a Californian, I know we need water, especially in the valley. I also know that we have money to spend, because the governors plan for a new train system isn't cheap. I propose we take that money for the train system and use it to build new canals coming from the ocean. This idea sounds crazy considering the the ocean water is salt water, but we could build a small facility that is at the beginning of the canal that separates the salt from the water. The facility would freeze the salt water, which it would actually only freeze the water, and push out all the salt. I know this because a chemistry and physics science teacher, my father, told me that icebergs in the ocean actually are fresh water, because when you freeze salt water, the salt gets separated form the water due to the fact that it is much harder to freeze salt than water, so the salt is pushed away, making fresh water. California could do this, we could fix our water problems, we just have to prioritize and get things done.
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Friday, January 29, 2016
One of my goals for this semester would be to make doing my homework a priority. The first step in achieving that goal would be to set aside time after track practice to complete it, and when doing that set a reminder or an alarm that will go off after practice so that I will actually remember to do my homework. Another step would be to have someone, my mom or my sister, hold me accountable so that I won't blow it off and on the contrary actually do it. I also think it would help to focus on the bigger picture, because if I do my homework than I'm one step closer to getting an "A", and if I get good grades, then that means I have a better chance of getting into college, which means I'll have a better chance of getting a job, which is the ultimate big picture for me.Those are the steps I plan of taking to make my homework a priority:).Another goal of mine is to eat more cookie dough, because cookie dough makes me happy and so does making it for my family. A step that will help me achieve this goal is to buy supplies for the cookie dough, so that I will have what I need. Secondly, I would need to track down a delicious recipe for sugar cookies, luckily my mom has a recipe that is the perfect fit! Finally, I would have to actually make the cookie dough, which is my second favorite part of the process next to actually eating it. This goal is my favorite I have for myself and I am sure I will follow the steps to achieve it:).
Posted by Unknown at 10:13 AM