Last year when I was in eighth grade, I joined the track team for the first time in my life. It was such an experience. Although I could hardly run a mile, I joined distance. It was life changing. I went from barely being able to run to being one of the top 800 runners on my team. The very last meet of the season was cancelled halfway through due to a storm, before I ran my event. Everything just felt so.. unfinished. I was ready to leave EVERYTHING I had in me on the track, but I never got the chance, especially since I wasn’t planning to run in high school. On the bus ride home, it was dark and rainy and stormy. Everyone was too upset to talk. However, from the back of the bus came the sound of the song “Piano Man”. It was during that song I realized I wanted to keep running, that I would continue to run…. And I did. I had a successful cross country season, I even medaled at one of the races. Track starts monday. Piano Man is 5 minutes and 39 seconds. From now on, that’s the time I’m working to achieve. 5:39.
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