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Showing posts with label Cross Country. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cross Country. Show all posts

Friday, August 23, 2013

Cross Country

Cross Country


As the whole school walked to the courts to sit down everyone was in there house colours. When everyone was seated Mr Burt introduced the helpers from Tamaki College and after that the house captains said there cheers. The first runners to start running were the five year old girls and then the five year old boys. It was really burning sitting on the courts so the whole of the intermediate walked across the field and sat under the tall trees.

It was much better in the shade because it was cooler. It was very nerve racking watching the others ready to race. As the runners past the intermediate when we were sitting down, we cheered for them. It took a very long time until it was my race. The year seven boys walked up to the line and listened to what Mr Burt was telling us. As Mr Burt turned on the siran my friends all started sprinting and they all left me hanging at the back. A few minutes passed and a lot of them were already slowing down. Reaching the reserve I was almost going to stop but then I saw some boys behind me and I started to jog faster.




I ran the first lap nonstop and when I was on my second lap I ran past the year eight boys that were getting ready to race. I finished the race a few minutes after the bell rang. I washed my feet and then I went back to class. I was really tired so I went home had a shower and went to sleep.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Cross Country



As I walked to the ten year old cross country boys row I was eagerly awaiting to start the race. There were so much boys that I and Rocky were all the way at the back. Waiting for a long time the little kids all ready started there race.

I felt really nervous as I was sitting on the court which was warm. I really thought I was going to become at the back of the race. I was so lucky that I did not come at the back of the pack because I wasn't aiming for that position.

Walking to the start line I burst like a bolt of fire trying to not come last. Slowing down half way of the track my heart was pounding thinking that this will never end.
Exhausted and drained my lungs were burning unable to continue.

Finishing the race I was tired and happy at the same time, because at least I finished the cross country. As I got closer to the end I collapsed like stacks of blocks that got blown by the wind.

It was so cool but I was sad because I wasn't near the all the people that were coming first. But anyway I might beat them next year.