I would advise watching the video before you read the update to get a better understanding of what went on Friday night…
Done yet? No? Watching again? Okay.
Alright, well, the first meet of the year for most of our guys and gals (and my first meet in 5 years, yikes!) went pretty well. Although I wasn’t happy at all with my own performance (more on that later, team first) we had some people hit some big PR’s (the distance runner at the end with a helluva 4:04 1500m run, some big PR’s in the shot, and some excellent runs by our guys and gals in the 1 and 200) and others who started off way ahead of the “first meet” last year. Things are looking for TUTF this season. And I know the team can’t wait to get out next Saturday and kick some ass again.
On my end of things, I’m working on a pretty hyoooooge hamstring article. After another “tweak” (just a mild strain by those of you familiar with that business) Tuesday afternoon, I “theraputicized” the hell of my left pork chord wednesday, thursday and friday morning and ended up being able to compete in the 4×400 and the javelin after not thinking we’d be able to as late as thursday afternoon.
Compete, I guess, is a relative term.
I protected the hell out of my leg and ran conservatively for the first 250 of the race before finally giving in and opening up in the last 150 and actually ended up eating up some other runners but finished poorly with a 52 second split. For not being healthy I’ll take it, but to say that I’m looking forward to getting to 100% and getting in an open race would be a huge understatement.
The spear-chucking was interesting… The men’s throwing had already begun at the beginning of the women’s 4×400, so, after running my piss poor 52 split, I waddled over to the jav area, walked right up to the lane, and played catch up, already 3 throws behind my “competitors”. I ended up making the finals somehow with a lousy 39.7 meter throw, and, needless to say, was throwing terribly. I had absolutely no technique, no “pop” in my legs, and was throwing completely with my right arm (no hips, no strong off hand, nothing).
After a “bit” of prodding by my teammates on the sidelines, I decided to do my best Leonidas (if you haven’t seen the movie 300 or know who “Leonidas” is you’ve been in a hole for the last 5 years) impression on my last throw.
I ran to grab the spear, and took off my shirt because it was “weighing me down” as I ran into the lane. My teammates were screaming like bats out of hell (as you probably heard on the video) and I threw, by far, my best throw of the day… Still with awful technique of course, and my coach said it would have been around a 45 meter throw.
Too bad I was disqualified from the even from having my shirt off. Oops.
All in all it was a great laugh, and since no hardware was on the line and the meet didn’t count for anything like conference honor roll or national qualifiers, it was the best time to do something stupid (if there’s ever a “best” time). In the end, I’ve got a hell of a lot of work to do and hope to show a pretty huge improvement in the meet next weekend.
Have a great Sunday everyone, time to get to work!