<p>In response to the general "greatest challenge overcome" or whatever.</p>
<p>In 9th grade I tried out for the school lacrosse team. I was never a good lacrosse player but I thought I'd make it. However, I HATED running. I didn't condition and I ended up not making the team because of the running and I was soooo mad at myself for not running earlier. I decided to get in much better shape by joining outdoor track, cross country, and indoor track. While running outdoor track (which I thought I would grow to HATE), I realized how much I loved running. I began running for fun, and eventually became a great runner, probably better than most of the lax players. I ran a fast mile, and later joined cross country to prepare for lacrosse season the next spring. I ran really well in cross country and decided that I would not play lacrosse. Not because I was better at running, but because I found a new passion and I decided to run for the rest of high school.</p>
<p>So it's basically about me failing miserably and then turning something that was anathema to me into a lifetime passion. I will continue to run for the rest of my life.</p>
<p>So that's a very short and non-detailed summary.</p>
<p>Is this a good essay? Or is it too overdone?</p>
<p>Thanks!</p>