Another Cross-Country Meet

When you are raising your second batch of kids, things just naturally happen that make writing these stories easier. I went to a school sponsored cross-country meet. It was not the first meet I have attended. I just didn’t think I would ever need to go to another one.

Elaine and I drove to New Mexico with the first batch of kids years ago because our son was going to run in cross-country meet across the desert. We drove nine hours to get the meet.

It was a warm Indian summer day. Key word= warm! Our son lined up with a couple hundred kids to run across the desert. It was a three mile race. If I remember right, it took less than twenty minutes for the first kid to come across the finish line. I don’t remember how long it took our son to complete the course, but it was long enough for him to realize he didn’t like running across the desert.

I did buy a T-shirt at the meet. (I still have it.) I just couldn’t accept that I had driven twenty hours combined for a 25 minute running career, so I turned it into a shopping trip.

Life surprised me/us (Elaine doesn’t write these stories so I am reluctant to give her credit.) with a second batch of kids. I am now finding myself at another cross-country meet. This meet happened to be only an hour away.

Wearing school running uniforms (that Elaine had tailored) the kids were excited to run for their school. The girls race was first. Girl Twin lined up against what must have been over a hundred other girls. The race was a two mile race.

After fifteen minutes I see Girl Twin headed for the finish line. (She placed 63rd out of 128 girls) I found her in the crowd of girls after her race.