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DLXVII

May 3, 2014 (Morning)

Exercise Type: Run

Weather: Perfect, 70s, slight breeze, perhaps a tad hot

Comments:
I FINALLY had the honor to run in Draper Invitational (in which Anthony said a long time ago I might compete as a sophomore), colloquially known as "the Draper." I'll indulge in my own race for a bit, then proceed to the other, stellar and downright gutsy performances that made our boys WIN the meet for the first time and our girls place third. I had had two mediocre nights of sleep and two, two SAT IIs in French and history under my belt by 11:15 in the morning. They went so well that I figured I'd debunk the myth that one can't run well on test day--and also honor that paternalistic speech Griffin gave me about "getting psyched for the 4x800m." I arrived at SSSAS at 11:25 and sat around for half an hour, eating my lunch, waiting for the team to arrive. Before long, we did our two laps, some brief static stretches then set out to warm up for the relay, scheduled for 1:20pm. Skipping standing dynamics, we made our way to the field. I knew this was going to go well (I suppose that's what confidence feels like); it had to. This is Draper we're talking about. Danny Klain ran his 2:03, handed to DZ who ran 2:10. As DZ ran his final 200m, my mouth felt dry and my stomach sick. This wasn't nervousness, but something else, maybe even excitement about the 800m. I got the baton and, according to Zeke's testimony got out like a distance runner, with my head down and a slow stride, but he apparently saw me accelerate, push off and before long I was at 100m, running as aggressively as I could without being an idiot, chasing a guy in white several meters ahead, whom I approached throughout the rest of the race. Matt Simonson cheered for me coming around the curve and once again I was about to put my head down, but reminded myself what event I was running and began to kick. At 500m Anthony told me I had run a 62 and should catch the guy in white who was fading. I made the conscious decision to run on my toes and indeed felt the "pop" Anthony had told us about. I had imagined throwing myself into the curve and blasting the last 200m, which I made an effort to do, but did not quite reach the guy, in my opinion, the only real problem in the race. But I handed the baton to Zeke who crushed his weak-minded teammate (who looked back in the last 100m). 67. 2:09.3. 5.3 second PR. More importantly, Griffin and Tristan finished 1, 2 in the mile each running 4:22, Griffin after the 3200m the day before. Jackson ran a victorious 4:45 in the freshman mile, running PRs in the 800m (second half) and 400m within, closing in 67! Here's where it really got serious. Khalil and Malik both badly strained their hamstrings while winning 4x100m and scratched their remaining events. Anthony reviewed the long list of alternates and drafted the Colaizzii and DK. So with only ONE full time sprinter, two distance runners and once mid distance runner/sprinter we beat Wilson in the final straightaway, Ahmad anchoring in 50.17!

MACs next week.