Not a good day. Coach Henderson had me do a 6x1000 workout, aiming under 3:00 pace. I had to go right after school instead of with the team so the track would be emptier. 1.5 mile warmup, then mile of speed changes. First 1000m I took the first approx. 250m lap quick, coming in at 38. Ran a 2:52. 2 lap recovery, then the next one. Hit the first lap in 41, so I started picking it up, then as I came in around the bend the Baseball team was walking on it to the turf field. None of them moved! I had to weave through them and the last guy, just a grade A piece of work, refused to move. Rather than move, he made sure to take up the entire track that spans maybe 3m max across. I tried to step around him, but my legs got tangled in the netting surround the track, and I hit the ground, HARD. I rolled a bit. I heard the Baseball team laughing at me and I threw up both birds for a good 15 seconds as I gathered the strength to get up. That didn't feel too good. I decided to do some stretches and a distance run instead. Coach Heaton came in and told the now gathered track team(who witnessed all of that) to warm up. The front of my shin hurt, so I told Heaton about what happened. She seemed irate and told me to walk around, and she stopped me after a few steps and said I had bruised legs and scraped my arms, and my ankles were a bit swollen. She told me to go home and ice l, and rest today. I planned on defying her, but then I thought reasonably about this. So I drove home, defeated and a tad upset that a workout I had been long looking forward to was over for a ludicrous reason. My calves are really sore currently. All I came say is I hope that baseball player has a batting average of zero hits per game this and every other season, and that he stubs his toe often and gets hangnails daily. I'm pissed.
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