After succeeding District, I proceeded to Division Cross-Country.
I awoke to the sound of a loud kettle going off. “This was it. This was the day.” I said to myself. I got dressed and hands trembling, went to the kitchen. The sudden brightness of the lights gave me no reassurance, for I was already considering the fact that I may not proceed to the next level of Regionals. But I knew that there is always hope within the dark, so I set on a growth-mindset and ate breakfast.
At last, The clock hit 8:50. It was time to get on the bus. There was only about 50 of us, out of the 800 students who participated. Single filed, we marched onto the bus, and took off. We were off to Jells Park.
The first race, the 12/13 girls were running at 10:00am. I watched them get on their marks, and with the long, piercing whistle, they were off. There were 6 participants in that race, 2 made it to the next round. The 12/13 boys race was next. About 5 minutes after the last girl made it to the finish line, the participants of the 12/13 race were summoned to the starting line. It was District all over again, and I knew that it will be harder than just passing a few nutshells. I was a representative of my school, one of the 2 boys selected to run in the race. A loud, long whistle jolted my mind, and I was running.
The first obstacle was an enormous hill, I estimated to be about 700 meters, from the bottom of the track, to the top. I went full try-hard mode, racing up the hill, I was placing 5th. When I came over the top, I was already puffed out. It was getting increasingly harder and harder to breathe. By the time I descended down another hill, I wanted to stop. Every muscular part of my legs threatened on the verge of collapsing. I looked down and saw the 2500 meters mark. 500 more meters to go. I could do it. I went onto 4th gear, gaining on the 11th runner. Another mark. 100 meters to go. Passed the 11th runner. The 10th runner and I was neck to neck, 50 meters. 40 meters. 20 meters. 5 meters. 1 meter. I lept over the finish line, just squeezing into 10th position. The reason I had tried so hard, only the top 10 could make it to the next level. I was blessed.