Have you ever watched a relay race? As the lead sprinter on each team runs the first leg of the race, the next runner gets himself set. He anxiously times his teammate’s arrival, and begins running before the lead runner reaches him. The crucial moment arrives when the lead runner passes the baton to the next runner who, on his part, runs and tries as hard as he can to get the win for the team. This is where the excitement grows more intense. A good track coach will tell you that the relay is often won or lost in the transfer of the baton. A split-second miscalculation or hesitation at that moment can cost the race.

In my life, I have been into a race. I ran a thousand miles and I experienced a lot from it. I stumbled and got behind from others. But, as long as the race is not over I still have the chance to win it.

I know life is worth fighting for. I may lose for so many times and I may fail the expectations of the people around me. I know I am still complete and will keep on fighting for what I am aiming.
In my race, there are barriers on my way. Chances are, I may either get tempted to stop for awhile or get focused and keep my sight on my way. I know I have to get through all of those things to understand my life as a matured person. Sometimes, there are ditches that I need to hurdle and lumps that I need to look on in order to maintain my momentum in running.
The race gets tougher and more intense each moment. Every step of my foot means another mile of my race. I have to learn my tactics and master my strategies in the game in order to win and survive the challenge.

In my young age, I learned a lot of lessons in my race that could help myself to overcome even the harshest of conditions in my life, giving me a strong feeling of security to continue the race of my life and will keep on running to discover more on life.

I discovered that successful life has a positive outlook. I knew that having it is a prerequisite to achieving good goals, a generative force that can make wonders. A thing which is beneficial to my life in retaining the ability to function well under all circumstances. To a great degree then, we are what our outlook is.

That’s what I have learned from my race. I need to get up when I stumbled and need to race against others when I got behind. A positive outlook has much to do with success in life.
I failed once in my life and once is enough for me to learn from my mistakes. My race is my battle and I must give a good fight for it. Even if I fail I can still be proud of what I have done because I gave the best fight in my challenge.

I know I can face all over again the things that I have experienced and I can still taste different challenges while I am running on my lane toward my goal.

I am 19 now and I should not get tired of my race. I have seen the race of my life. I played the role of a lead sprinter and experienced to get nervous in setting myself for the next race. I have been into a crucial moment where excitement and intense feeling were there. I will always remember my strategies and keep in my mind my tactics in order not to cost my race.

I learned that after reaching for the baton in my race I should focus my sight and heart toward the end. There may be hindrances; the crowd may be distracting, the track may be rough. And as in a relay, we have a limited zone in which to make the transfer and the run. But amidst the screams of the audiences, we should hear those chants that say, “Stay on course!” and pour our hearts to do so.