Our meet at Wasatch got cancelled due to major snow. So we decided to have a home meet in the blizzard! It was snowing so hard. I had been feeling awful all day, but I still toed the line. We bunched the 800 and 3200 runners together, so I started with Mason on the waterfall. The entire track was full of snow and by the 100 mark my spikes were soaked. Kedric was going quick to get the lead but I got it. Hit the 200 at 35. Too quick haha. I intentionally slowed the pace a bit to hit a 77 first lap. I hit the 800 at 2:40. I was aiming for 10:45 btw. At this point I started burping which in turn made me want to puke, so it triggered my gag reflex pretty bad. From this point on Mason was right on my tail. I kept thinking "He can pass me at the end of this lap" but I didn't let him. Mile at 5:31. My gag reflex is getting triggered every thirty seconds now, and I'm praying I don't blow chunks mid race. I hit the 2000 and I started picking it up. At 600 left Mason's footsteps were more quiet but I remembered that Mason tends to run a 63 second last lap and has a 1:56 PR so I sped up even more. Entire last lap I'm about to hurl and gagging a ton. Last 200 I gave it all I had without pushing to puke, so still just a bit left in the tank. I finish and I'm immediately on the ground. Coaches are congratulating me, but they stop as I puke everywhere. It was bad. but I felt way good after. Cooldown to hit 7. Conditions plain sucked today, but I'm satisfied. A win is always nice, albeit basically a red and white meet.
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