We didn't get a great warm-up in.. but that's the way I like it. I know it's bad.. but warm-ups psych me out and I get all freaked. But Mia and Stoner love warm ups and I get snippy with them sometimes about it. (: Anyway.. well. We raced. We won. And that's pretty much all I have to say... okay just kidding. I actually have A LOT to say. As usual. So.. I was all wigged out at the starting line.. and it turns out Coach fails as a gun shooter person. I was no where near ready. So I got a kinda bad start.. but it worked out and I got up there.. then some dumb Snow Canyon girl cut me off majorly and I in turn cut Stoner off and we got a bit of a pile up in there. THEN some moron was spraying us with a hose and I couldn't breathe and I got all clammy. And then I got cut off again and tripped. And finally things thinned out and I was doing fine.. I made a move to pass Darian and whats-her-bucket Bryson.. and I never saw Darian again.. but the Cedar girl came back and passed me. And the only only ONLY thing that kept me from giving up was Stoner breathing down my back. I was SO afraid she was going to pass me. And some girl ran into me from behind.. however that works. And I tripped again. But anyway.. the last lap, I seriously thought Stoner had me. So I started pushing.. but I wasn't even thinking about the Cedar girl. I just wanted to stay ahead of Rachel. By the time Coach yelled at me to get her, I thought she was too far away. Then I got mad at myself, and tried to get her, but by then she really was too far away. And I was mad about that because I took third again.. I am sick of white medals! That's all I ever get. My only consolation is when I kicked Kaylee's butt in the 800 last year and finally got a blue medal. (: Anyway.. the meet was good. We won. And that is the end of my tale. | 