Louisa Grauvogel

Student in Athens, USA

Louisa Grauvogel

Student in Athens, USA

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Life's short, Run fast

I run, I jump, and I throw. That sounds pretty simple and maybe kind of boring, but it is exactly what defines my life. Running away from enemies, or vice versa, being able to chase them and hunt them down used to be one of the major keys of survival. Jumping, meaning overcoming all kinds of obstacles was also an important feature in order to guarantee safety for one’s family. Spears were weapons to slay the prey, so families had enough nutrients to live on. I am fully aware of the fact that I am living in the 21 century. I possess the newest iPhone, a Mac Book, and I wash my laundry in a machine. Even though I wear the newest Nike gear and spikes for practice, I still enjoy to simply chase or lead my training partners around the track. Winning means surviving, losing means, well, some penalty laps. As soon as I step on the track to compete, I give myself completely in to my instincts. I pay close attention to the smallest details. I have a laser focus. The only thing that comes to my mind, when I take the shot or the javelin is to hit it as hard as I can. To beat my competitors. When I am about to high or long jump, I intend to fly higher and further than everyone else. Track and Field is two-fisted. You either win or lose. There is nobody that can help you when it is show-time. Sometimes, I wonder why a sport as simple as Track is so hard to practice. I spend more than 3 hours a day on the track, in the weight room, or the training room. I am happy that it still stays a hobby and that I go to college and maybe become an author one day…