As with every good rule, regulation and in my case, ban, a loop-hole exists. It has been located and exercised in the Woodard sports ban. It appears that cross country at Heritage Middle School requires very little parent participation. Last year, Derek wished he had tried out and this year, he remembered that desire and not only did he try out, but he made the team. My responsibility to date has been to write the check for the fee, assist in the selection of a good pair of running shoes, pick him up after practice once, set the alarm for Chris to wake up to pick him up at 3:45 for the other practices (Tuesdays and Wednesdays only) and now, cheer him on during his first meet.
I remember Marisa and I were on the cross country team for approximately 20 minutes our freshman year in high-school. That is when I realized anyone participating in this sport must have something wrong with them. Who in their right mind would willingly and happily run out onto a 1.5 mile path over and over and over again? Apparently, my son and 103 others crazy kids from Heritage, Page, Woodland and Poplar Grove. Would you believe that I couldn't find a parking place when I got there to watch him? This was the first of my awing moments. The next and most impressive being that the meet started at 4:35 and by 5:00, Derek had busted out his mile-and-a-half, claimed the 50th position, rounded out the top five for his team and we were in the car on the way home. Now, that is a time-frame I can live with!!
I might think he's crazy for willingly putting himself through such misery, but I couldn't have been more proud. It is was great that he finished in the top half and I was thrilled that he made the top 5 for his team, but nothing was better than him crossing that finish-line and being proud of himself. Way to go D; fifty is down-right fabulous!
I remember Marisa and I were on the cross country team for approximately 20 minutes our freshman year in high-school. That is when I realized anyone participating in this sport must have something wrong with them. Who in their right mind would willingly and happily run out onto a 1.5 mile path over and over and over again? Apparently, my son and 103 others crazy kids from Heritage, Page, Woodland and Poplar Grove. Would you believe that I couldn't find a parking place when I got there to watch him? This was the first of my awing moments. The next and most impressive being that the meet started at 4:35 and by 5:00, Derek had busted out his mile-and-a-half, claimed the 50th position, rounded out the top five for his team and we were in the car on the way home. Now, that is a time-frame I can live with!!
I might think he's crazy for willingly putting himself through such misery, but I couldn't have been more proud. It is was great that he finished in the top half and I was thrilled that he made the top 5 for his team, but nothing was better than him crossing that finish-line and being proud of himself. Way to go D; fifty is down-right fabulous!
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I hate to shift the focus from D to myself, but I think I am his inspiration...don't you??? LOL
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