Ok....last night I had a long journal entry typed out - that I was going to post part of on here. However something happened and it completely disappeared. I was not happy but was also way too tired to retype it all. (probably still too tired tonight).
Yesterday I drove the bus for a major cross country meet for Son2. We left the middle school at 7:15 & the high school about 7:30 to arrive at the meet at about 8:15. By that time there was already 8 - 10 other school buses there and you could begin to feel the energy in the air. The first race - middle school girls - started at 9:00 am - and there were over 100 runners. To see the crowd of girls all at the starting line - hear the pistol go off and see them start off was so cool. The spectators lined up along the starting line then divided - in no particular way - and moved to different vantage points along the route. I moved between the starting line, a point near the finish and the finish line itself....it was so cool. Our top middle school girl came in 2nd place. Then it was the middle school boys - again well over 100 runners - again the team runouts, the starting pistol, the energy, the excitement...I'm having a hard time finding the words to describe it. At the finish line - to watch the runners come in....out of breath, sprinting the last few hundred feet, puking, crying, exhilerated, convinced they couldn't go another step yet doing so anyway.....the thrill and the agony all together. Son 2 ran the course in 15:41 - a full 20 seconds off his time for the same distance (different course) last Thursday - and far better than the same course one year ago. At the end he had enough energy left to sprint and pass 3 runners - one just by feet before the finish line. He placed 82 - with 62 runners coming in after him - compared to last year where there were maybe 20 runners behind him.
I am so very very proud of him - he has worked very hard - running year round - improving his time and his stamina. His confidence has grown - in all areas not just running....he's maturing.
AFter the middle school races there was high school girls, high school varsity guys and high school junior varsity guys for a total of 5 races. Out of those 5 races 4 of them had over 100 runners each - the only one that didn't was the high school junior varsity runners. That gives you an idea of the sheer volumne of people and runners there. Our middle school boys and girls both took first place overall - awesome!
I long to be able to run again myself and learn/speak sign language.
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Congrats on your sons accomplishment!Sounds like a great day...except the driving part...i don't care for driving, especially the thought of driving a school bus. Would need duct tape for the kids I think...lol
Your last sentence sounds so wistful....I hope you get to learn those things with time...I'm guessing you will. :-)
That's great, Edith -- tell your boy "good one" from a total stranger!
Sorry about the lost post -- I h.a.t.e. when that happens -- ugh! As far as the running/sign language desire -- every journey begins with a single step, they say. (Who is this "they," anyway? They sure get a lot of credit for wise words, don't they?)
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