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Haven’t really been...around.
For the first time in awhile, it’s more like I’ve been usin’ my apartment as just a place to crash than anythin’ else. Every semester I kinda forget how busy it gets with track, and this year’s the first time I’ve had the Exchange job on top of it (and it ain’t a bad thing, I don’t got a problem with workin’), and shit--class all mornin’, track all afternoon, work all evenin’ till around eleven. I’ll be glad when the late shift’s turns back into the not-so-late shift. The 9 o’clock one. S’cuttin’ it a little close with studyin’ though, that’s all.
Anyway. Had a meet this weekend. Forgot to tell anybody about it, but most people ain’t in to watchin’ people run in circles. Meet went well enough. We didn't win overall, but I placed top three in all my events. Got to break in the new spikes, but they were a little iffy for the 300 hurdles. I'll have to fiddle with the spikes on it or somethin' and reconfigure the arrangement proper. I ain’t sure I really even had it right on my old ones. Too much grab on the track when I'm tryin' to jump over all the goddamn hurdles and I dunno. Felt like it slowed me down right before I was gonna take off. Only third in that race, and that’s really shitty. I gotta admit--my knee is a little stiff. Other than that, spikes seem pretty good for the 400 and the 1600--I caught myself on the blocks after the gun on the 1600 and managed to come back. Real sloppy. I'll work back into it. Little worried about the throwers lately, ‘cause we ain’t gettin’ any places off of them and they better fuckin’ get better because I ain’t interested in throwin’ javelin like coach wants.
So much to do, so little time. Glad I don't have class this morning.
[Private]
Just tired.
Think maybe I'll make Captain next year.
For the first time in awhile, it’s more like I’ve been usin’ my apartment as just a place to crash than anythin’ else. Every semester I kinda forget how busy it gets with track, and this year’s the first time I’ve had the Exchange job on top of it (and it ain’t a bad thing, I don’t got a problem with workin’), and shit--class all mornin’, track all afternoon, work all evenin’ till around eleven. I’ll be glad when the late shift’s turns back into the not-so-late shift. The 9 o’clock one. S’cuttin’ it a little close with studyin’ though, that’s all.
Anyway. Had a meet this weekend. Forgot to tell anybody about it, but most people ain’t in to watchin’ people run in circles. Meet went well enough. We didn't win overall, but I placed top three in all my events. Got to break in the new spikes, but they were a little iffy for the 300 hurdles. I'll have to fiddle with the spikes on it or somethin' and reconfigure the arrangement proper. I ain’t sure I really even had it right on my old ones. Too much grab on the track when I'm tryin' to jump over all the goddamn hurdles and I dunno. Felt like it slowed me down right before I was gonna take off. Only third in that race, and that’s really shitty. I gotta admit--my knee is a little stiff. Other than that, spikes seem pretty good for the 400 and the 1600--I caught myself on the blocks after the gun on the 1600 and managed to come back. Real sloppy. I'll work back into it. Little worried about the throwers lately, ‘cause we ain’t gettin’ any places off of them and they better fuckin’ get better because I ain’t interested in throwin’ javelin like coach wants.
So much to do, so little time. Glad I don't have class this morning.
[Private]
Just tired.
Think maybe I'll make Captain next year.