I pass the red flags and run to the transition area where I grab a helmet and hop on a perfectly sized bike.

As I jog my bike out and hop, on I start to peddle my hardest.

My hands are getting sweaty and my feet are in pain because of one of the spikes on the peddles.

My heart is pounding as I run my bike into the parking area.

I sprint my hardest trying to pass Aalyiah I can hear the other classes cheering as on.

                                                                             By Jamee