November 14, 2009 was the greatest day of my entire life. It was the culmination of my track career, that followed the most mentally and physically challenging summer of training I’ve ever experienced. I would wake up every day at about 6 am to go run anywhere from 8 to 13 miles, then come home and go straight to work for the entire day. This was my summer; an endless cycle of running, working and sleeping, until school started and I was able to practice with my team. Then it became school, run, then sleep. There were 7 guys on the varsity squad and we were all in the best shape of our lives at that point. We came into the season with confidence and we knew what we wanted. We wanted to be the best. Months and months of training all for one day: the city championship. We were ranked 3rd in the city and we knew that with low expectations, we’d be performing as underdogs in a low-pressure environment. Curtis and Staten Island Tech held the first two spots and we knew that they’d be beatable, but it wouldn’t be easy. Consistent training, high hopes, and tons of pasta were our main weapons.
When the day of our city championship came, we knew we were destined for success. We knew we had a group of the hardest working guys on the field and we wouldn’t let anyone take away what was rightfully ours. Following the race, the officials slowly tallied up the points to see who won. Eventually, they announced Brooklyn Tech as the new PSAL Cross Country Champions and I almost passed out from sheer joy. I was so happy. We were the best in the city. Two of my teammates actually cried and we felt ultra boss for the next couple weeks of our lives. The second place team was also crying, but they had tears of sadness and disappointment. We beat them by one point and they were our biggest rivals for the entire season. In a way, I felt their pain. Nobody likes to be so close to winning and lose by such a tiny margin. But at the same time, there’s only one winner. That day it was us. That just shows how competitive sports can get at times.
I chose this picture because it shows some of the people that made high school mega awesome for me. These are some of the guys from my varsity squad along with my team manager(the dude in the green) from my high school cross country team. Cross country isn’t the most exciting sport in the world and it can get really painful at times, but these guys made it a worthwhile experience for me. We had countless hours of bro-time and we ran literally thousands of miles together. We were really tight and I would give anything to go through another year with these guys.