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AM South Eugene

May 29, 2014 (Morning)

Exercise Type: Run

Weather: 44, cool

Comments:
OK run. Felt STIFF today, with some back soreness, but not bad. Tough to get the legs moving. Ran slow on the old route in South Eugene, and got flat-out rolled up by Jim Bloomer, father of Reilly, who won the 6A 3K title. I ran with him for about 400m before he peeled off for home.

Sped up a bit after that. No HRM, because I can't find the fucking strap. Damn. Might've left it on the bed in the Motel 6, when Adam gave it to me.

Weird day. Tanya was supposed to "have a talk" with her BF, but it didn't happen. We're still flirty, but...I'm not sure where to draw the line. Part of me feels like it's OK...for NOW. That there's a void there for us both that's being quenched. But this can't go on forever. It's like eating GU gels. They're awesome for a while...but you can't live too long on them.

Also annoying was the track awards. First off, NO one told me they were happening: only because I was getting a barrage of emails of the coaching staff basically arguing about who should get awards that I was notified of it. And only after I asked for it, did I get the deets: that it was from 6-845 at the school. UGH. A long time.

With some reluctance, I went. I want to support the kids, but it's such a weird thing because

A.) I feel like the kids (a lot of them) couldn't care either way if I'm around - like, ever, in general.
B.) the sentiments are the same, with Jeff and the head coach (who's super disorganized and not a great leader).

But I went. Got there at 6, when it was supposed to start, and of course, nothing's ready. I asked head coach how to help, and did so: readying programs, awards, then setting up the potluck, which was 97% desserts and cholocate milk.

The awards started well after 6:30, after everyone went through the line and ALL of the normal food was gone, leaving me a bunch of cookies and super-sugary chocolate milk.

The awards took...FOREVER. All 100+ kids were called up by grade and each coach talked about them. This WAS cool. However, some coaches did better than others. A couple of the coaches said great things about the athletes *AS PEOPLE*, which was great and really affirming that track is not about performance, but relationships. But others (like Jeff, mostly; and the head coach) spoke too much - and too long - about times and marks. Bleh.

I stayed there, watching, clapping, and cleaning up, 'til 845. When there were just finishing talking about the seniors - and before the "slide show video" (of God knows how long), I left. Otherwise I risk being there 'til fucking 10PM.

Kind of symbolic of the year: I show up, no one really cares that I'm there, and I leave early. It's a vicious cycle, for sure.

Really uncertain of next fall. Listening to Jeff talk about our kids, it was a LITANY of "injury tales": "So and so, was gonna run well, but ___ happened...". LIterally like 8 kids in a row! Fuck's sake. Then he has the gall to say later, to the crowd, that "there weren't many injuries this year!" Kidding me??

So many injured kids makes this SOO not fun for me. Utterly frustrating. So the question is, do I try to communicate with him - knowing I'll be butting heads with his greatness - and try to forge ahead? Or do I just walk away? Or do I try another program? Ugh, I dunno. Depressing...