another surprise relay attack

Yesterday, we had a track meet. I was a little nervous, because I was expected to trim off 10 seconds in my 800 and 1600, as well as make 4'2" in the high jump. Other than that, it was expected to be perfectly normal. A little warm, maybe, but normal.

As Clint and I get to the track, everything is normal. Some guys call out to Clint, "Hey, Clint! You got any sunscreen?" *chuckle* *chuckle* *chuckle*. Making fun of his extreme whiteness (as usual to us Chelaks). So I dig into my bag to give him my sunscreen (luckily I came prepared) and Bagwell calls out, "If your name is Myya, (i don't know her name), or Taylor, come here!" Wait, what? 1. What could he want me for? 2. Why would I be grouped with the sprinters? 3. I have to get this sunscreen out and throw it to Clint.

So after tossing (and missing) the sunscreen at Clint while he wasn't looking, I trotted over to the coach to see what he could possibly want to talk to me about.

First thing he said: "Taylor, don't run the 800" I was supposed to shave 10 seconds off of that! "You'll be running the 4x400 instead."

Okay, huh? I'm no sprinter! I've never trained for the 400! But, I guess I'll do it.

So I just high jumped (didn't make it over 4'2") and ran the 1600 (shaving off 6 seconds to come out with a beautiful 6:28) and waited for awhile to warm back up. I thought that I was nervous before!

It turned out alright, I guess. I feel that it could've gone better, I could've sprinted longer and harder. But I didn't lose any of our ground. I didn't gain any, either. I just didn't know how to pace myself at all, though.

I learned that I was put in the 4x400 because 3 of our regular runners were hurt/sick. I guess he had 2 alternates, but I was his last resort for a third.


I'll be running in the Tri-County meet on Monday (only the 800 this time), and we have another meet on Thursday (if it isn't cancelled), so hopefully I'll be able to shave that 10 seconds off and give the 400 another go (like that'll ever happen).

(yes, I over use the parenthesis)