5 Replies to “‘Twas the Night Before Some High School Cross Meets”
ahhh cross country! being on a team! competing!! love it.
I never ran in high school, but my first year of college ( I started at a D3 school, walked on to the team…then transferred to a D1 school that was top in its conference and someone wasn’t ready for their mileage haha) was EPIC with the races. I think my greatest memory was running the 5k at an indoor meet – an invitational at Tufts – and during the second lap (out of freaking 25 laps!!!) my shoe came untied. I thought I was doomed, but I wasn’t about to stop and tie my shoe!! So i ran the whole damn race with my laces flapping around, finished first for my team, third overall, and PR’d by a full minute and thirty seconds.
That was also the race where both my parents came to watch…I remember passing them on the sidelines and hearing my dad say to my mom, “is she ok? she looks like she’s in pain…” yes dad, i’m supposed to be hurting lol. And later in the race, passing them again with two girls in front of me, hearing my mom say, “come on, pick it up! you’re not gonna let that fata$$ win, are you??” hahaha. oh good times.
hahaha….okay, i luv that story!! isn’t it really funny how as spectators people are watching us grimace and put ourselves thru as much pain as we can tolerate?! ahh, our sport really is the best. 🙂
ahhh cross country! being on a team! competing!! love it.
I never ran in high school, but my first year of college ( I started at a D3 school, walked on to the team…then transferred to a D1 school that was top in its conference and someone wasn’t ready for their mileage haha) was EPIC with the races. I think my greatest memory was running the 5k at an indoor meet – an invitational at Tufts – and during the second lap (out of freaking 25 laps!!!) my shoe came untied. I thought I was doomed, but I wasn’t about to stop and tie my shoe!! So i ran the whole damn race with my laces flapping around, finished first for my team, third overall, and PR’d by a full minute and thirty seconds.
That was also the race where both my parents came to watch…I remember passing them on the sidelines and hearing my dad say to my mom, “is she ok? she looks like she’s in pain…” yes dad, i’m supposed to be hurting lol. And later in the race, passing them again with two girls in front of me, hearing my mom say, “come on, pick it up! you’re not gonna let that fata$$ win, are you??” hahaha. oh good times.
hahaha….okay, i luv that story!! isn’t it really funny how as spectators people are watching us grimace and put ourselves thru as much pain as we can tolerate?! ahh, our sport really is the best. 🙂
How funny that I actually quit x-country my freshman year of high school…and now I can’t get enough long distance running?!
Good luck to all the runners!
haha….that is so ironic! ya, no worries, before i joined i thought the cross country team was some group of people who liked to travel. 😛
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