You hear the gunshot and you see the younger kids whiz by. If you were any closer to them you would have been ran over in an instant. It's the apple duathalon and you just saw how fast the younger kids went wondering if you can go that fast. The 70 year olds there are probably wishing they were 16 again so they could run like that. You're up next and you can feel more than a couple butterflies in your stomach you can feel millions. You line up by the starting line. You have to run 1/4 mile run, 3 1/2 mile bike, and another 1/4 mile run. You think in your head I can do this, I can do this,but you're really nervous. You hear the gunshot for your wave and you start running as fast as you can hoping not to be last. After you pass a speed bump you start to pace yourself. About the middle you start to get tired but keep running - how proud you'll be if you keep running. Soon you get to the bike corral. You were lucky your bike was parked right in the front of the bike corral.
You grab your bike ,slip your helmet on and start going. It feels so good to get onto the bike because you do more biking than you do running. It is a smooth bike ride. You get passed a few times but you pass other people too. You ride by a couple of your friend's houses who are outside. It feels good to have people cheering you on. The magnificent bike ride is over before you know it and you're a little disappointed but a little happy at the same time to be almost done with the race. As you start to run out of the bike corral they offer you ice cold water and you really want some because your starting to sweat like crazy and you're kind of thirsty but you really don't want to stop because if you don't then you and your family will be really proud. As I run my mommy joins me and we start running toward the finish line. When I was turning the last corner of the race I kick it in gear. I start going as fast as I can and leave my mommy in the dust. When I turn the corner everyone starts cheering you on. And as you pass the finish line a great applause erupts from the crowd lining the side walk.
You get a participation ribbon and you find your parents somewhere in the sea of faces. You go get some pizza and tempt your best friend cause only runners get pizza. Afterwards you happily go home after a very exciting day.
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