This year I had my own events at sections! No relays for this girl! I did high jump and 300 hurdles, both of which fell on day one of sections.
First up was high jump. I'm not going to lie, I was terrified. All year I've been doing terrible at high jump, and was scared of embarrassing myself. Then I found out opening height was 4'4". The world hated me that day. I haven't been able to make 4'4" all year! I didn't expect to make it. Or even come close. I was extremely nervous, not about failing for that was certain, but about landing on the pole. Have you ever fallen on one of them? It hurts! Anyways.....We started, and as I watched girl after girl go, and make it, my spirits fell. My coach didn't help much either. He is terrible when it comes to pep talks. When my turn came I took a deep breath and went for it. I freaking SAILED over the bar!! I definitely should've raised the bar on my exceptions. (hehehe, see what I did there?) I was so excited I almost didn't care that I just missed making 4'6"!!
Next up was 300 hurdles and I was excited. This was my event and I was going to rock it! My goal was to make finals, and hopefully state. I was ready for it. I had a nice warm-up and felt great! To make finals you had to be top 2 in your heat or top 2 overall. I started out in lane 2, heat something or other. For the first 100 I was behind everyone. It looked like there was no chance of catching up, but then I hit my stride and moved up to be tied for second coming around the curve. I felt good and was picking up the speed. I passed the girl in second, and was moving in on the girl in first when disaster struck. I hit a hurdle, but managed to stay on my feet. I made it over the next hurdle, but then my leg out of no where my leg gave out. Literally. One second I was landing after the hurdle, the next my leg collapsed. For the first time ever I fell in a meet. That's a lie. I didn't fall, I got laid out flat. It looked like I had done a Superman, I even slid. I got and finished though. 4th in my heat. Crossed the finish line crying. Once again KJ sucks at cheering people up. He made me feel worse. Thankfully Bailey agreed to sneak off and explore the UMD campus with me. I felt better afterwards.
So that was an interesting day
First up was high jump. I'm not going to lie, I was terrified. All year I've been doing terrible at high jump, and was scared of embarrassing myself. Then I found out opening height was 4'4". The world hated me that day. I haven't been able to make 4'4" all year! I didn't expect to make it. Or even come close. I was extremely nervous, not about failing for that was certain, but about landing on the pole. Have you ever fallen on one of them? It hurts! Anyways.....We started, and as I watched girl after girl go, and make it, my spirits fell. My coach didn't help much either. He is terrible when it comes to pep talks. When my turn came I took a deep breath and went for it. I freaking SAILED over the bar!! I definitely should've raised the bar on my exceptions. (hehehe, see what I did there?) I was so excited I almost didn't care that I just missed making 4'6"!!
Next up was 300 hurdles and I was excited. This was my event and I was going to rock it! My goal was to make finals, and hopefully state. I was ready for it. I had a nice warm-up and felt great! To make finals you had to be top 2 in your heat or top 2 overall. I started out in lane 2, heat something or other. For the first 100 I was behind everyone. It looked like there was no chance of catching up, but then I hit my stride and moved up to be tied for second coming around the curve. I felt good and was picking up the speed. I passed the girl in second, and was moving in on the girl in first when disaster struck. I hit a hurdle, but managed to stay on my feet. I made it over the next hurdle, but then my leg out of no where my leg gave out. Literally. One second I was landing after the hurdle, the next my leg collapsed. For the first time ever I fell in a meet. That's a lie. I didn't fall, I got laid out flat. It looked like I had done a Superman, I even slid. I got and finished though. 4th in my heat. Crossed the finish line crying. Once again KJ sucks at cheering people up. He made me feel worse. Thankfully Bailey agreed to sneak off and explore the UMD campus with me. I felt better afterwards.
So that was an interesting day
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