That was cross country.
Remember the feeling of your knees shaking nervously as you started the race.
Remember the sound of everyone cheering you on when you were powering ahead.
That was cross country.
Remember feeling of the bulging urge to stop when you had the evil stitch.
Remember the dry taste in your throat when you were panting for breath.
That was cross country.
Remember seeing all the people sprinting when the finish line was in sight.
Do you remember running out of breath when you jumped over
That was cross country.
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