or years, I ran the 400-yard dash. In grade school, my competitive spirit kicked in and no matter whom I ran against, I won the race. In 8th grade, I moved to Texas, and for the first time had to try out for track. Suddenly, my reputation as the fastest 400-yard dash runner was no longer valid.
The coach had me run the distance by myself while he timed me. I was stunned when I didn't make the team. I had never learned to pace myself; since I simply ran faster than everyone else. I failed when no one else was on the track with me.