Nervously myself and the year eight girls from various school through out the Waikato nervously lined up, waiting for the Marshall to blow the whistle signalling we were off. I was at the annual Waikato Inter-Intermediate cross country race. I had spent the morning cheering on my peers in the other races. I had already warmed up and was ready to go. So far the year seven girls and boys had raced. At last the while blew, we were off, it was very slippery to start off with and a few people slipped over luckily I wasn’t among them!
The race started off good for me. I was up with the front person for the start of first lap. But as we came up to one of the first big hills the girl gave up and started walking, obviously she hadn’t paced herself. I slipped over at one point but got straight back up. The second lap almost seemed longer than the first. Finally I only had the home straight to go, I could hear my dad yelling at me to sprint, I looked behind me but luckily no on was that close, but I still speed up and sprinted the last 100m down the track and across the line.
I really enjoyed the Inter-Intermediate race I felt as though I ran really well and was really happy that I won. It was really fun I enjoyed it more than my school one, mainly because it was really slushy so we all got covered in mud. But also because it was almost all on grass, unlike the school one which was basically a road race instead of a cross country race, as it was mainly on the footpaths around my school.