Today was Pre-regions. I wasn't even sure if I was gonna race. But I did! I kinda wish I didn't though. It sucked and did crappy. Oh well another learning experience I guess. I did a mile warmup with the girls, although it was really slow. Then I did about another half mile of strides.
I started pretty fast, actually probably too fast. I was tied with Abigail for first for the first part of it. Then on Bessie I fell off. I started getting to be towards the back. Or so I thought. I pretty much quit on myself. I gave up and didn't try to pass anyone. I seriously thought about just dropping out of the race, but then decided that wouldn't do me any good. I was thinking negatively and it certainly didn't help. Then on my last time on bessie I heard Bill yelling at me, and I changed my mind about letting people pass me, and decided I would start kicking. I actually had a pretty good kick. I passed 2 girls, technically only because they started going the wrong way at the top of bessie and I knew to turn, but I like to tell myself that I would've out-kicked them anyway. One of them tried to pass me back, but I beat her...barely :)
That is the most I have ever felt like I needed to puke because of running...ever. Haha.