Friday, 19 September 2014
My Ticket To Taranaki!
Eyes wandering, feet shuffling, nerves flying. I was ready.
I glanced back at the swarm of orange runners, it was time. My legs stretched, my ears pricked up, ready for the slightest sound… “GO!”
It was only thirty seconds into the race when behind me I caught a glimpse of the bobbing heads which only meant one thing..., my competition were still right there. My head turned, they looked like a stampede, I needed to maintain my pace, but I wasn't feeling too good.
I was about to give up when around the corner I saw my Poppa's smile "you’re where you want to be" his smile converted to mine, first was perfect but... would it last?
Two laps down and one to go I had to leave everything on the line. No regrets. Nothing would stop me. I was the wind. Going so fast that I couldn't control my legs and then all of a sudden "BAM!" my world was totally muted. The thundering screams of the crowd had disappeared. I had done it. A smile a thousand miles wide was plastered to my face... I had won!
This story was written about Mt.Spa cross country on Wednesday the 17th this week.