I did not know the definition of “busy” until last year. Since I started highschool, I have been busy beyond anything that I expected everyday. If I’m not practicing for marching band than I’m at track. When I get home I do homework and then I sleep. During band season I would get little amounts of sleep and get home at around 7 to 10. I also take honors and ap classes which adds even more onto my schedule. It was a struggle at first to deal with it last year and for a time I felt stuck in this loop of constant work. But as I continued to train, I realized that in my day despite anything that has happened there is one thing that I look forward. I have found that I love track. Everytime I go to the track I feel released from whatever plagued my day. It doesn’t matter what mood I was in beforehand, I always felt better after track.

Everytime I go to the track I see people that I love and people that love me. We are all bound together by our passion for track. However, as simple as the idea of a person doing something they like. This simple idea has created a place for me where I feel like I can truly be myself and a place where being myself is the best version of me. I have discovered something that I truly love and track gives me the drive to continue and survive. I believe that the key to surviving anything, is to find something that you love.