[emzy]

When I was younger and used to do athletics (not that I was really great at it but I always tried my best) I did a long distnace run round the town centre a few times, my sister took part in this also. She was the first girl back in her age group, me on the other hand decided that kerbs are a great way of spraining ankles and always a good thing to do when running but I finished that race, it almost killed me and i was in agony and tears by the end but I was going to finish!! Many people didnt finish, and yes I was last but I fininshed and got a far bigger applaud that the person who came first. Probably the limping jog over the finish line didnt help and it was probably out of sympathy for me but I was so proud of myself, as were my family that I had finished the fact that I came last meant absolutely nothing

Its the taking part and trying your best that counts, winning is just a bonus