Description - The Race

The race

As the runners come into view the crowd begin to cheer on all the athletes. The contestants' feet collide with the mud, leaving the terrain traced with footprints. Now the contender’s bright-coloured sneakers are as dirty as a swamp. Along with their shoes, mud is splattered up their legs too. Woosh! Another gust of wind is thrown upon us, on this blustery Autumn morning. Russet Autumn leaves dance in the wind. While watching the race some of the parents and other supporters fold their arms tighty to capture the warmth, as more cold breeze puffs past us.Cheering and applauding erupts from the crowd again as the athletes leap over the hurdles as agiley as a deer, springing over a fallen tree. They bound over the weather-beaten obstacles, then darting forward in a desperate attempt to lead the group.As the racers in front bolt ahead, only then do the others, taking up the rear come panting past. People cheer. Trying to encourage them, more of the crowd start to motivate and cheer on  the other sprinters. Their faces light up with happiness, as they continue to power through the course.Like icing on a cake, their shoes are now cloaked with mud. The clouds above are briquettes of recently burnt charcoal. The echo of the crowd dims down as some of the people look up, to see the rain clouds enlarging.Although the clouds have increased in size it has not started to rain. But all together it is a good race.