WALT: We are learning to write a recount about the School Triathlon.
Taking a glimpse to my left, a line of nervous statues stand on the starting line, ready to go.
My heart was pounding, full pressure. My nerves were uncontrollable, butterflies race inside of me, then I heard a bang! go! Tension gathered in my body Auroa School Intermediate Triathlon had come to a speedy start. Running at high speed my opponents follow near behind but I am in the lead. A flag stands at the last corner of the 750m run. Bethany roams behind me greedy for victory. I was bulleting towards but just was not enough Bethany passed. "there is still the bike and swim my luck hasn't faded just yet I thought".
Zooming down from the run I was exhausted and speechless. Mum stood at my bike smiling, I hurry up buckling my helmet and off and away I went "4k bike here I come" stepping and pushing my pedals as fast as possible my enemy is up ahead. Speaking to myself come on you can do this turn your second into first.
She is a metre ahead, racing my pedals as fast as a lightning bolt. I have achieved my goal by passing but I can not go getting my hopes up now there is still the pressuring swim.
"Splash" I am ready to start my long distance 50 metre swim there and back. Stroking a stroke my breath was low still pushing myself as hard as possible. "I can do this whispering to myself.
My breath has come but I am out of the sparkling, gleaming clear water and now Bethany takes a shot in the pool.
At the end of the day I was proud of my lead but I wasn't the only person that worked hard.