Record and upload audio >> I'm so thankful that cross country is only once a year, keep running and don’t stop I told my self, mud squelched under my feet as I ran through the reserve. I could hear my heart pounding as I inhaled and exhaled from the final burst of energy. I sprinted through the finish line “yey” everyone cheered.
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