Morning Practice
Getting faster every single morning
Now I wake up at five thirty every morning.
The sky is still dark when I leave my house.
At six o'clock, I start my morning .
Right now, I am running around the cold school field.
My is white, and my hands are freezing.
Mr. Tanaka is standing near the gate with a .
"You are getting faster," he is shouting to me.
Every day, my time is a little better than before.
Last month, one lap took me three minutes.
Now the same lap takes me only two minutes.
I am becoming stronger and quicker each week.
Daiki is running beside me this morning.
"Breathe slowly and your shoulders," he is saying.
I am trying hard to follow his .
My legs still hurt, but the feels smaller now.
The other runners are training harder than last year.
We are all pushing ourselves toward the big race.
After , we drink water and together.
The morning sun is rising over the school roof.
"You look happier than before," Daiki is telling me.
He is right, because I love these quiet mornings.
I am slow, but I am improving day by day.
Every morning, I am becoming a real runner.