Track Meets on a Friday Night? Absolutey.

So, I run track.

I am really bad at it.

Like, I could be good I guess if I wanted, but I am EXTREMELY LAZY. I hate running, and I hate working out, and I hate the track meets; especially the gun that goes off before every race. It scares the crap out of me.

You're probably thinking, "then why the hell are you running track if you hate it so much?" Well obnoxious reader, my mom forced me to do it last year as a freshman, and I got really close to my friend Bridget. So I did it again this year to hang out with her. She's slow too, so we go well together :)

Anyway, I just wanted to post this because I had a track meet yesterday and I came in first in my 400 (quarter mile, for whoever doesn't know) :D Like, I won. I couldn't believe it. When I passed my mom as I was coming around the final turn and saw that I was 50m ahead of the second place girl, I made a face that literally looked like :D. I am like ecstatic even now. I NEVER thought I'd win any race, it's like the best feeling ever. I had an incredibly crappy week and this is just what I needed.

It almost made not being able to hang out with my boyfriend on a Friday night worth it :(