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I was high up in the stands when I heard the announcement coming from the tannoy asking for all Year 9 hundred metre finalists to head towards the track. I felt the adrenaline rushing through my blood; my heart began to beat at an accelerated rate and my legs began to tremble beneath me. The descent from the stands to the track was a long one as each step I took required a heftier exhale than the last.

When I arrived Mr Taylor began assigning us to our chosen lanes. I felt the atmosphere of the crowd build up in volume as they began to cheer for their favourites. The vibe around the contestants also changed as some of them began to talk to each other about if they thought they could win or who they thought could win. I remember a conversation in particular involving Kaine Doyley and Tobi Adaje when Kaine said to Tobi, ‘I’m scared of Razzaq’, ‘I think he might win’. Soon after I began to motivate myself with encouraging words like ‘Come on Razzaq’. ‘You can do it’. ‘No one is better than you. And you’re the best’.

It was time; we made our movements towards the starting line and were told to ‘Get set’. Those were the final words we heard before the race.  The starting pistol was triggered and the race began. My legs and feet were moving rapidly and my arms were pumping ferociously. I was looking from the corner of my eye to see if I was in the lead and to see who was next to me but I saw no one. An early lead was becoming apparent. I began to motivate myself again during the race as I knew I could win this. I heard the cheers from the crowd urging me to win and to run faster. The end was near. All I had to do now was maintain it and I would secure a gold medal, but I could feel myself slowing down now and getting tired. My chest was the first to go, with the amount of pressure on my lungs it felt as if I had the whole world sitting on my torso. Next was my legs as they began to hurt it felt as if they were bleeding. With both my chest and legs on the verge of crashing I told myself ‘hang in there’, ‘the race is almost over’. However I then saw Montel Williams coming through and closing the gap between me and him so I knew I needed to push myself to the very end. The race had now ended and I had won.

After the announcement I saw Abdulrazzaq get up from his seat in the stands. I could tell he was really nervous because of the way he was leaving the stands to head down to the track, tackling the stairs step by step as if to make sure he didn’t fall over. Razzaq finally arrived, it seemed to take him ages. I could see the nerves of the contestants especially in Razzaq as Mr Taylor was assigning the contestants to their lanes. I could see conversations taking place between Razzaq, Kaine and Tobi but as I was too far away I couldn’t hear what they were saying.

The race was about to begin, they were being told to get set in their starting position and then Mr Taylor raised his hand in the air holding the starting pistol, he waited about three seconds for them to get settled and to calm the atmosphere around the track, then he fired it. Razzaq reacts the fastest and is already taking an early lead, he is working his body hard. He continues to control the race and extends his lead. The positions of the races is now beginning to take shape as contestants are becoming tired and more spaced out within the track. Razzaq seems to have the race and the gold medal in the bag however another contestant Montel Williams is making a last ditch attempt to win it and is closing serious space between him and Razzaq. I can see Razzaq now knows that he is going to need to kick it up a gear and push himself just one last time to secure the win. He does, he wins.