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High jumping hurdles

Well I finally did it. That's right I finally beat Abbie in the 300 hurdles! But before I talk about hurdles, I must talk of my first event. High jump.

High jump was pretty typical. I was ignored by my coach KJ who would only show to watch Riley and Maddie jump. I once again only nearly made 4'4". I really need to work on bending my back more when I jump, at least I'm not sitting on the bar anymore. The highlight of high jump was meeting some nice people. I love meeting new people. There was one moment on my first jump when I nearly flew off the map. First you'll need to know that it was a really windy day today and that we had a head wind jumping. I came in at opening height of 4' and just sail over the bar.  Now I have two theories about how what happened next happened. 1. A huge gust of wind lifted me or 2. That was one powerful jump.So what had happened was I jumped and flew through the air. I landed on the far side of the mat and flipped off the edge, like when the guys jump. It was so funny, I just popped up with my arms in the air and said "Made it!".

Okay so hurdles. Not much to tell about it. Let's see....Abbie and I were in the fast heat, lanes 6 and 1 respectively (not the best lanes). The first hundred we had a huge head wind, and I swear I was hunched halfway over! It was brutal and I was certain I'd get last. Instead on the curve I started passing people and on the last hundred I continued to gain ground!! In the last few yards I had a last burst of energy and passed Abbie and one other girl. I think eating an entire bag of fruit snacks right before my race  helped.

Besides that I didn't really do much besides hang out with friends and some new people I met.

Oh, we started reading Macbeth in English!


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