The Photos of Summer: Day Who the Hell Knows
July 9, 2012
This past weekend there was one more track meet. Of course. This time it was to qualify for the Junior Olympics in multi-events (pentathlon, decathlon, etc)
That is a bronze medal around her neck.
Of my three kids who competed, all medaled and will be going to the Junior Olympics at the end of the month.
Including the 13 year old who was still on crutches just days prior to the meet. He was so upset to “only” get third. Dude, you are still limping and wearing an ankle brace, shouldn’t you just be happy to qualify? That competitive drive I just don’t understand. I felt like I deserved a medal just for being a spectator in 106 degree heat, nevermind running and jumping and running some more in it.
Where’s my medal, dammit? I deserve a medal!