Run at Hume Lake

Margaret’s diagnosis prompts her to take certain personal risks and to make herself vulnerable in ways that she hasn’t for many years. Describe a time in your own life when you decided to take a personal risk. What happened? Be as specific and detailed as possible in describing your experience.

I'm really excited to find that I really find this book at it's characters exciting. It is so detailed...any who, okay, a time that I took a personal risk.

I went to a Christian camp for a week in the summmer before I started high school. I had moved out of my old house during the summer, and I really hadn't been seeing any of my old friends. I had kinda been isolated the whole summer...then I decided to go to camp with the church I had been currently attending. The trip started off as usual...a bunch of teenagers crowding on to a bus holding pillow cases and backpacks stuffed with cd's and snack foods. I made friends with a girl sitting in back of me because I had decided to bring a box of teddy grams...she ended up being one of the most closest friends I've ever had...all because a box of teddy grams. Again, moving on. The whole week at camp I just kept opening myself up. I kept expanding my possibilities. I remember that I use to be afraid of being alone. Up at Hume Lake, I discovered the wonderful feeling of being alone and feeling peaceful at the same time.
The last day we were at Hume we had a big sports event that determined which group won the...whatever it was. We had a competition the whole week...forgot really what the competiton was, but whoever had the most points at the end won. I volunteered to run a two mile run up a mountain, and then back down again. I was SO nervous. PLUS I wasn't a runner...I was a swimmer. I felt like I struggled more mentalley to get up the mountain than physically...but I did it. I came in last...and remember wanting to cry at the end because I came in last, but then my group mobbed me...a huge group of screaming girls. They were SO proud of me for doing what I did. No one else wanted to do the run...and they told me they were all in awe that I volunteered to do the hardest part of the competition. Then my heart swelled and I was able to appreciate what I had done. The Stacy I was a year ago would have NEVER volunteered to run the race. I had grown...and gained so much more by putting myself out there.