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lap, I had already lapped one
person.
“Johnson,” Coach yelled, “are
you sure you can hold that pace?”
I just nodded, unable to give
any breath away to speak.
By the time I finished, I had
lapped everyone else more than
once. A crowd had gathered to
cheer me on, and as Coach yelled
out my time, “Six minutes, thirty
seconds!” The crowd erupted into
a loud cheer.
Most of those gathered were
from the track team, which was
there working out, too. As I tried
to catch my breath, their coach
came to visit.
“You aren’t built much like a
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