It was a beautiful sunny day.Kids all lining up to race in our schools annual Cross Country which was held on Friday. Mr Burt called up the 12 year old girls.As I nearly approched the starting line my belly started to tingle. I felt like I had butterflies in my stomach fluttering non stop.
Bang’! went the clippers in Mr Burt’s hand. We ran off knowing that there would only be 8-9 spots to get in to the inter zones. ‘Run and don’t give up I whispered in my head.’reminding me of the song Run baby Run.
Hold up Dante wait for me’ I screeched.I caught up to Toreka and asked her are we nearly there yet? No Toreka replied, we're not even close to half way yet’ Are you serious I said’, Yes I am said Toreka as she passed me with a fast sprint.
Squishy,slimy,thick,gross are some words to describe the mud that oozed in our shoes and splashed up our legs.The mud was heavy like sumo wrestlers on our backs.We couldn’t lift our legs without struggling .’Oh no here comes a corner ‘ as I slipped through the muddy bush walk.
Clinching on to one another trying to keep balance and not slip of the of the path.
Coming out of the bush walk to tamaki I finally saw Ms Squires,Run girls you're doing a great job and remember champions never give up.Tyla saw me she sprinted to catch up.We finally did our last lap to the finish line it was so close. We started to sprint to finish as a huge crowd of pt englanders shouted ‘goooooo’.
Heart pounding,Seeing that finish line I sprinted like a flash of lightning.My legs could’nt take it anymore they started to tighten up and felt like I couldn’t run but I still pushed and pushed till the end.I crossed that line and my shoulders felt much ligther a huge relifef for me.I ran to cross the line and straigth away I fell to the ground like jelly .Trying to catch my breath back , I was completly exguasted .
Cross country was finally over.Phew’. I can’t wait until next year to do it all over again at our schools next annual cross country.
