So tomorrow is my lasr day of high school ever!!!
I'm so freakin' happy to get out of this shithole. Yeah, I'll miss my friends and the comffor tbut I won't miss the fakeness found in high school, the disrespect for everyone, the fake spirit, the dumbasses in all my classes, the teachers who assign the stupidest assignments, and most of all I won't miss all the lying that goes on.
I'll end up writing a blog about missing stuff but that'll be later.
So yeah here's what tomorrow looks like.
2) listen to presentations on health related issues
3) course evaluation and return books
4)play pasoidos and sign yearbooks
5) ok i hate this guy. really we have to talk about Dawn on our last day of high school ever? anyways fuck you and what you did at the end of the year
6) pass out that last newspaper. maybe go into the italian clas and throw it in someones face
So I would have done this yesterday but I was WAY too tired to do anything that was a lot of work.
Yesterday was my last high school race ever. I've been running cross country and track since my freshman year and have made life long friends through it. In track I used to do the 110 and 330 hurdles but stopped after sophomore year since we had gone through three coaches in 2 years with only one actually helping out. So going into my junior year I decided to switch over to distance hoping to do good in the mile. I didn't and ended up specializing in the 2 mile. I ran a fast time the week before league (11:10) and then the following week I ran an 11:26. And after that race I was soo close to quitting track. Well XC season came and went and I wasn't really happy with how I did so I decided to do track, because if I didn't I knew I would regret it.
My goal that I had set with my sometimes coach (my real coach couldn't give a shit about anyone else except our #1 guy) was to break 10:50 and place top 5. In this blog I'm gonna break down my thoughts before during and after the race in segments.
Warm-Up: The meet was WAY ahead of schedule which was kind of freaking me out since I ate half a 12 inch sub from Subway thinking I would have more time to digest it. I get into the meat of my warm-up when I begin to get a side cramp. At first I freaked because I can not keep my form when I have a cramp. But I get over it by telling myself that it would be gone by the time my race started.
1st Lap: I line up fifth from the inside (seeded by submitted times) and get out pretty good. I position myself behind my friend who is hanging in third. We come in and 72 seconds. Pretty good.
2nd Lap: The number one guys starts to pull away fast from the rest fo us but I still hold my pace thinking about not letting my left arm drop. Came in fast than 230 which was kinda fast.
3rd Lap: i Begin to pull away from my teammate and fall into third place. i come in around the 200 mark and then some Otay guy (#1 school) comes up behind me and steals my third place.
4th Lap: I start to slow down a little here but I still have a pretty good first mile as i come in at 5:15. It was pretty fast when I first though of it since my PR for the mile is 5:08 but I get over it.
5th Lap: Again I slow down a little here and in my head I' was thinking about this girl and whether or not she was looking at me race but I needed to stay focused on the race. I come in feeling good about where I am and soon begin thinking about moving up since the three Otay guys are WAY ahead.
6th Lap: At the beginning of this lap I start to fall a little bit behind as it sets in that I won't be getting the win. As I come around on the home stretch my coach yells me telling me that I'm two seconds behind what I need to be and to pick it up. With the straightaway and the crowd I open up my stride a little.
7th Lap: The last two laps I would ever run in high school. Thats what I told myself the whole week leading up to that. I pick it up slowly and begin to think how I will do. I come in at 9:30 and feel a sense of possibility that I might break 10:40. So I think about all those hard workouts I had and how much it will pay off.
8th Lap: I try my hardest to go all out but it's very hard to actually get the will to go. I come in on the back stretch and lengthen my stride. I begin to hurt a little and hold it back until the 150 mark. At that point I'm in sprinter mode and trying to get under 1040 as I see the seconds get closer to it. I'm about 50 yards away and relaize it's not going to happen which causes me to slow down a little bit. About 10 meters away i see that I can make the 1045 and spoeed up into the finish line.
Post Race: I get out of the chute and barf up my sandwich I had earlier. It wasn't fun but it was a good way to end my high school career.