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I MADE STATE!...

...and then i lost it. *hangs head and cries*
The day started out pretty good. Except for the fact that the shower broke, and when I tried to wash my hair in the kitchen sink I discovered that the sink was also broken. As I attempted to figure out how to get the shampoo/conditioner out of my hair time slipped away.By the time my ride came I had just barely managed to be ready. That really just means I managed to do my hair and get dressed, and make a lunch. My bag was already packed and so was most of my food. I wound up eating breakfast on the bus and breakfast was a bag of dorritos. -_- After that things got better, I went to sleep, woke up at Gaints Ridge. We had just about the entire chalet to ourselves (though we all crowded together anyways) and had a good time just relaxing and mentally preparing for race one. The first race was skate, and the course was all hills. Up and down, with the ups being just gross. I started out pretty good, but halfway through started to feel tired, and then pushed in through it. Skate? Uphill? I got this. This is my thing. I was 15th at the end of that race. Which is way better than I had thought I did, and I think if I had pushed myself harder that I could've maybe made it a 14th place. Well the girl in front of me was 10 seconds ahead of me, so the thought me catching her is almost a possibility. Tony, my couch, told me that to make state all I had to do was pass one person and not let anyone pass me. With that knowledge in my head, I  tried to forget it. I didn't want to go into the race assuming that I would make it, so instead I put my legs in the ait (putting them above your heart helps with lactate acid) and took a nap. I woke up, stretched some more, drank some gatorade, ate a gronola bar, changed back into my race clothes and tested wax. Classic. Apperently classic is my stronger style, or at least that's what everyone else says. I personally think that skate is my batter style, but I guess not. The trail was 3k uphill , 2k down. Once again I felt good in the begining, and I even passed three people. THREE! Then my wax stuck. Literally. I'm such an idiot, I didn't check my glide enough and paid for it. So about 2K in, I died. Right in front of Vlad and Marky, And got passed in front of them. I wound up missing state by 8 seconds. I started crying as soon as I passed the finish line. I never gave up during the race though. I did cry alot that day. I don't mean to sound rude or ungrateflul right about now, but; I got seriously sick of everybody saying that I'm just a sophmore.
The next day as soon as I got to practice, I was ready to go. I started skiing right away. The plan for the day was just to ski 5k easy. I wound up following Marky's tracks up around the bottom loop and up the wall. I wound up at the top and just stayed up there. I skied 11 big loops, at a prettty good speed. I realized it was more of a punishment ski than a work out. Then i went down and finished the bottom loop.Then that night after the dance (homecoming) I soaked Jake's shirt, crying about state. He's good person. He just held me and told me to sleep (I was also really  tired)

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