When it was start of the race I was squashed by a lot of people and I felt frustrated. When the whistle blowed everybody ran like a bunch of bulls. The mud was splashing on me like hard rain drops. When I was on the mountain my legs were all sore. Then I saw people cheering.When I reach Mr Hessian I was kind of puffing so I went jogging up the hill. When I reached the concrete I felt exhausted.I tried to run but I was too puffed. When I reached the finish line I felt happy and my breath was not puffed.