Friday's meet was somewhat of a success. They moved back the start time to 5:30 and then rearranged the schedule of events, so we didn't end up running until 7:30. Lack of dinner meant that most of us were pretty hungry by the time the event got underway. I managed to survive on a granola bar and some pretzels from the concessions stand.
The race itself was a lesson in confidence for me. I stuck behind Tyler, Danny, and Ben until the last few laps, when I finally outkicked them all to finish in around 9:42-a new PR (my first one since freshman year). I didn't quite get the 9:36 that Russ wanted, but I'm convinced that I could have. I waited too long to put it in gear, held too much for the end of the race. I just didn't trust myself enough. I once again underestimated by body's ability to move. But that's ok, because next time I'm not taking prisoners.
The highlight of the meet, howver, had to be Russ's performance in the mile (he switched from the 5k because nobody else was entered in that event). It was a blast to turn the tables on him and get to watch the coach run while us athletes stood on the sidelines. The look on Russ's face as he barrelled down the last 100 meters behind a frantically-sprinting teenager was priceless.
This weekend was also the annual Concordia Invitational basketball tournament. While the Parkside meet caused me to miss all of last night's events, I spent all day today working as a volunteer at the games. From 11 am to about 7 pm I sat at a table selling t-shirts and watching basketball games for free, then stuck around to see the CUW men win the championship against Nebraska. The Lorenzens were there to visit for the weekend so a few of us got to catch up with our old friends. They seem to be doing well down in Texas (although Micah did complain about the cold as we made a quick trip to Jimmy John's). All said and done, it was a pretty good couple of days.
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