Cross Country

I have been running really well in the cross country for years. But this years one was much harder. On a sunny Friday afternoon we had our annual school Cross Country.

Standing in line with my mates I stood nervously at the start line waiting for the race to begin. I heard that it was a 3km run. “BOOM” the clappers went.  As quickly as possible everybody burst off at the start line leaving me behind. One of my mates were ahead of me but I kept my pace and caught him around the corner.

As I reached the reserve we entered a puddle of muddiness. My shoes were covered with gooey mud and damp water and it was slowing me down. I was trying to keep up in the front but the 11yrs and 12yrs kept coming in my way. My legs started giving up as I entered the bush walk. Tired with heavy shoes I tried to keep my pace but I kept slowing down.

Before I knew it I was already half way through the bush. I could see the front of the pack across from me. I tried to catch them but they were nowhere to be seen. As I came back to the reserve I saw Samuela leading the pack and I knew I was taking 4th place. When I came back to school I passed the park and saw everybody cheering us on. I saw the finish line and ran towards it. “4th place “Ms Va’afusuaga said. After that we took a picture of Samuela, Starford, Matthew T and I.

Finally it was over. I walked and washed my shoes by the taps. My highlight was trying to catch the front pack but I kept slowing down. I felt exhausted and hot when I finished. I can’t wait for next year.