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jimmy driscoll

August 29, 2009 (Morning)

Exercise Type: Run

Weather: to hot to handle.

Comments:
Wow.
Alright.
I prepared for this race for the whole summer.
I was ready.
I felt like I was gonna do so good.

Gun goes off, I got what felt like an amazing start to an amazing race, but I surely proved myself wrong minutes later.

The first mile dragged on for forever, it was annoying.

At the finish of mile one, which took what felt like 20 minutes, I was at about 8:30, and when that guy handed me the water I wasnt worried about drinking it, I was well hydrated. I just spilled it over my head cause it was SO hot. Water never seemed so appealing, I wish someone had squirted me with a cold waterbottle during the rest of the race, I might've done much better if I kept my mind on how great the water felt, and not how terrible I felt.

During mile 2, I felt pretty good. The water really helped me keep in control of how great I felt, I felt pretty in control without working suuuuper hard. I was really catching up to the centennial and bk girls who were before like 200 meters ahead.
I almost had the centennial girl. Had the bk one for a while. Right at the end of this mile though, I almost puked and the bk girl was asking me if I was okay, telling me she had puked (which made me frustrated cause she had time to stop and puke yet I couldnt beat her.)I also saw black dots, and got dizzy..which wasnt good. So that slowed me down, as I was in fear I'd faint.

3rd mile, just terrible.The water, which is the only thing keeping me going, dried and with it, I lost all hope and energy that was somewhere within me.
It just dragged and dragged.
I couldnt find the energy to speed up.
I gave it my hardest that last 100 though, but once I saw my time on that giant tedious clock, i broke down then and there on that finish line.
I think the people thought I was injured, but little did they know it was the mental pain I couldnt control.

I could barely walk. A very kind man put a very wet, cold towel on my face and I managed to cool down pretty fast, as it was put on my neck as well. Now I know that everyone had that, but I was extra thankful for that. Claytons mom also helped me after because i was about to fall over and just kinda held me with her arm and got me some gatorade and stuff while I attempted to control the ongoing tears.
Everyone was telling me how great I did, which just made me cry more because I honestly am not sure if I've ever even tried that hard in a race. I was positive for most of it, I smiled alot. I tried to think happy thoughts, but after seeing that time it all drifted away.

Thank you to all those that tried to comfort me after this race, I know that I really couldnt have gotten a better time due to the harsh conditions and how hard I was working.

I think what I did good was not slacking as much during the 2nd mile, because usually the 2nd mile is very slow and alot of people passed me, but I passed more people than usual and wasnt passed at all.
What I did bad was in mile 1 and 3, I dwelled on the negative and hated running and just wanted to give up.
It will be a meet I remember as being disappointing, but I'll also remember that I tried the hardest I ever have. And that'll get me through the times I think of it.

Its the first meet.
I got more, and I'm gonna exceed my own expectations.

Sorry this is so long:]