Standing in a field of open grass.
Looking all around me and seeing people running around warming up.
Some guys are playing frisbee, throwing it back and forth to each other while talking and joking around.
I see my parents pull into the pasture and get out, all of them matching in their fan shirts.
I can feel the butterfly's in my stomach.
I'm so nervous but I'm also so ready for this.
I see some people jogging the course and stretching out their taunt muscles.
We go to the starting line and I can feel all of the nervous energy in the air.
We do a quick group huddle and a prayer, everyone's holding each other's hands tightly.
We take off our jackets and do some jumping and stretching, trying to convince ourselves were ready... I hope I'm ready....
We tell each other good luck, even though none us need it!
We line up and the announcer tells us the course, and the rules.
I'm a rebel though and I always try and bend the rules:)
The tension builds as he yells...READY.....I can feel myself shaking I'm so nervous......SET...........I clench my hands and tell myself I can do this.........BOOM!....The gun goes off and we take off.
Just like that I'm no longer nervous.
I smile to myself because I know I can do this.
JW