The Ski Meet
I awoke at 6:30 this morning so that I could go to a ski meet at Mt. Hor. It was a pretty typical bus ride, sitting around and waiting for your race experience, so I won't go into much detail there. But oh my, the race was pretty tough. As we are now seniors, we are finally expected to do the varsity race (this is mainly applying to Alice and I, as we are accustomed to doing the jv race, which is much shorter). The first 3K was fine and I was feeling good... then came the monster hill. It was a very gradual, never ending uphill (even for those who have been training hard all season, and of course for those who haven't... me and maybe a certain other member of my team, it was absolutely painful). It was followed immediatly by an even steeper hill, lined with skiers from other races, along with some observers all saying "you got it 171, keep it up!" which is encouraging long enough to make you get by them. I pretty much walked up the hill and a lot of the flat part following it. I did finish eventually, of course. This race had two skiers start at a time, and I was towards the end of the race, so I finished last, and I think I came in last too, which is consistent with my predictions. But that's what ski team is all about for some of the traditionally more slackerish members. It was fun though and it was nice to get some fresh air and exercise! Nice job to Alice, Ruthie, Jimmy, Matt and Dan who were all there racing too!
This race also marked for me what is hopefully the conclusion of a cold I've had for the past few days. It verged on a fever a few times, but Tylenol kept it down (I didn't feel like testing my immune system out this time). And now, on my dear Father's birthday (happy birthday dad!!), I'm relaxing and listening to my "Congo to Cuba" cd (it actually isn't mine, I bought it as a gift, but it's playing right now). I'm sure Tyler and Keith would appreciate the Spanish influence, as I know they're all about their "salsa mixes." (Don't worry guys, the quotes around salsa mix were merely to separate it as a title, not to make it look like a joke or anything). Pues, en el espíritu de los mesclados de salsa, terminaré mi parrafó en español. Es el cumpleaños de mi padre y tengo que comer la cena con my familia y los Seases. ¡Adiós muchachos!
Posted by lib at December 30, 2005 06:44 PM