The first paragraph might not be interesting. I think race details are interesting. Though I did do one embarrassing thing, so read the paragraph anyway.
I received the news yesterday that my event was not on Thursday or Friday, but on Wednesday. So I tried to get myself jazzed via caffeine and carbohydrates. It worked well. I was the only foreigner running this race, the first of the three day track meet. Apparently few foreigners take on the 3 kilometer race (200 meters under two miles) There were maybe sixteen people running my race? I have no idea. Everything was a bit of a blur. Was going to write about it tomorrow when my brain would be less overwhelmed, but procrastination requires me to write now. A description of the race: It began fast! Everyone began fast, but I stayed back for a bit. Then I started passing people, having to completely change my stride from the lovely low-impact barefoot technique I've been studying. At the end of the sixth lap I was confused. Okay, I said, I guess there's two more laps. But then when I got to the last one hundred meters someone was just finishing, so I raced her with quite the sprint. Then I was told that I had another lap. So I ran another lap, and ended with a not quite so lihai sprint, but it was adequate. I think I came in fourth with a time of shisisishiba. A really fun number to say. (14:48). Not ashamed of the time, since I haven't really trained except for figuring out how to warm up on the treadmill over the past couple weeks. And I have no idea how to run a two mile race.
I was quite tired after the race. Took me some time to recover, certainly was no 800 meters (my usual race up through 10th grade when I quit track to transfer high schools). Two girls (student reporters) approached me afterward, one with a camera. Very nice, I guess they have pictures of me during the race, too. I took a picture with one of the girls and did the fingers/peace sign, because it's what people do. Don't know if I'll get any of those pictures, or if my red-faced mad woman image will be posted on the internet. Even worse though (well, funnier) is that they led me away to a video camera (which I just thought was a camera at first) and after a long conversation about who knows what with a crowd of people (I understood everything and was participating in it, I just don't remember how we wasted all the time), I told the camera about my experience at the race. No doubt with many grammatical errors but at the time I thought I was doing fine. I guess that could end up on the internet too. So that is how my race ended. and then I watched many heats of the 800. Some fantastic faces. Many of the students just run in their regular clothing, but they are still fearsome competitors. I saw one girl collapse after my race. Didn't see much of the ending because I was still busy recovering.
Tomorrow and Friday are the shorter races. I'm signed up for triple jump, but I think I'll have to skip it (accidental pun) because I teach English on Friday and I don't think my body is capable of such movements anymore (without training).
OH! And they have a javelin competition.
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