Track season comes every year around the middle of March. A way to forget about your life and focus on running and nothing else. A way to block people out and get away from the drama of life. If there was no track what would you do? Tears and sweat go to make the first couple of weeks successful. Muscles feeling dead and sore every night after practice. We are given a paper each week that has our previous meet records on it. Reaching new goals it what we aim to do in track. Whether it be just and inch or just a second faster, it all counts to us. The track meet is windy as always and the wind is biting through your clothes. It stings as you start to do your warm up stretches. By the time the meet gets in full swing, you are getting butterflies in your stomach and thinking of the race ahead of you. Your race has been called. You get into the starting blocks that you have practiced with for weeks on end. It all comes down to this. Runners to your mark. Guns up. GO! You know that if you can make the school record you will have overcome the greatest obstacle within yourself. The obstacle that you are worth it and that you have worked hard enough to deserve the record. The fastest 50 seconds of your life are over as you round the home stretch. You push harder and harder seeing the school record within your reach. The home stretch. You sprint over those hurdles with all the effort you have in you. You cross the finish line with the record in your grasp. you did it. You thank your coaches for all the running and suffering they made you go through to get this far. Track has been a way to let it all go, once again. .