Warming up started to make my
nerves turn to excitement. I couldn’t wait to race and I couldn’t wait to PR.
For some reason I was then overwhelmed with confidence and I knew I was going
to run a good race. We finished running our warm up and headed back to the van
to stretch and do skips. Unfortunately, we must have been running behind
schedule so we didn’t have much time to stretch. This was a little concerning
to me, but I just told myself it didn’t matter, because I was going to do good
anyway.
We walked to the starting line and
started doing build ups, when we noticed one of our runners was wearing a
bright blue sports bra. We didn’t know if she would get disqualified or not so
she hurried to the port a potty’s to switch sports bras with one of the
alternates. They budged in front of the boys and then came out of them to
switch bras. One of the boys said “I don’t think were supposed to see this,”
and they all turned around which I thought was funny.
Because, one of our runners was
switching bras, we couldn’t really do our tradition of a spike circle after
buildups, so we just had to do a 10 second spike circle at the starting line. The
announcer told us to take our sweats off and line up at the line. The starting
of races is always the scariest for me and today everyone would be starting
faster and the crowd cheering would be even louder. I tried not to focus on
anything. I closed my eyes and focused on breathing.
Then, well I can’t remember the exact words,
but the announcer said something and the gun went off.
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