Personal Narrative: Basketball, Track, And Long Jump

This was the year that sports started. I was so excited. There was basketball, track, and cheerleading. I was obviously going to basketball. I knew I wasn’t going to do cheerleading. And I wasn’t sure about track, but that was at the end of the year so I had time to think about it. Well when the time came I decided to do it. I mean what have I got to lose. If I didn't’ like it, then I didn’t have to do it the next year. So I was doing good in practice and everything for it being my first year. The events I had been doing were the 55 sprint, the 75 sprint, and long jump. I liked long jump the best. I felt like I always improved or didn’t. I could see what I really needed to work on. So throughout the track meets, I didn’t place or anything but I was still doing pretty good for me. …show more content…
So for one of the last meets I was getting ready to go do my favorite event, long jump. I’m at the sandpit for long jump, measuring my steps. Ok. That was set. I was ready to do my three trials. As I was waiting for everyone else to get their steps in, I was thinking about what I could do to improve my jumps at this meet. All I needed to do was believe that I could do it and try my best. So minutes pass by of me building myself up getting ready for my jump. I had a good feeling about this meet. Ok. It was go time. I went to my starting spot and was ready to sprint. I started picking up speed. I’m going as fast as my human body can go, and I leap off the ground and into the sandpit. I land very gracefully and turn around to see the judges say that it was a scratch. Ugghh. Well I still had two more tries. I go for a second round and you’d think I’d have more luck but once again, I scratched my jump. I was getting mad. I calmed down and said to myself that I can do this. Last run and last jump. I had to make it count. So I go as hard as I can on my last