<human>: It was my school's annual 5K, so the runners are students, faculty, and then random other people from the community. I'm 1st on my XC team and I was really hoping to be the first student to win in a while. My main competitor was a 42-year-old who we'll call Steve. Now, Steve was ahead for most of the race, but I stayed connected to him. Then in the last miles, I surged ahead and took first place. I was in first going about 20 meters from the finish and Steve was about 10 meters behind me. We were both in our closing sprints and it was clear that I had beaten him. Now the finish line was on the right side of a fence, but one could also run on the left side, around the fence, then to the finish, which is what happened in the fun run that was earlier that day. Going to the fence I was unsure of which side to go, but I was pretty sure I should go left. But then I see a guy in the crowd motioning to go right, so that's what I do. Suddenly I hear my coach yell "I_love_gummy_bears, what are you doing!?" So I quickly turn around to go to the other side of the fence. However, that area was muddy and I was wearing flats, not spikes. So I slipped and fell in the mud. I got up and sprinted to the finish, but by this time Steve had gotten ahead of me. Steve only got me by about 0.4 seconds, but I still got second place. But I PRed with 17:36, which was nice. The second place trophy is still in my room, but I can hardly look at it without being annoyed.

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<bot>: Some guy told me to go the wrong way in my PR race, I slipped and fell, a 43-year-old guy sprinted past me to win