Edema Rue

Race #2 was today!!

First, I guess I never really mentioned how my last one went, probably because it couldn't have gotten much worse. I got heat exhaustion and had to pull off after my first lap, which was crazy disappointing. (I didn't have to pull off, but I was kinda throwing up and freezing cold even though it was almost a hundred degrees out, so it seemed like the best idea.)

So today, because I didn't finish the last race, I was starting pretty much dead last, in 60th. But the funny thing is, even though I hoped last time and it hurt so bad, I chose to hope again today. I chose to hope and believe, and today it didn't hurt, or lead to tears, or failure.

I passed 31 people and ended in 29th. It was a really fun race and it went well, and this also means I'm not completely out of the running for state. (The way they do state is complicated, basically you get points based on where you place and the top 25 for points go). It was epic. I passed 4 people in the last 20 feet to the finish line. I can't feel my legs, of course, but it was awesome.

Moral of the story I guess, it's always better to hope. It hurts more to expect you'll succeed. It hurts more to care. It takes more work. But it pays off. It's always better to live your life hoping. Always. Whether you're literally covered in blood or mentally tearing yourself into pieces, hope makes it okay. It doesn't fix the problems, it doesn't take away the work, but it makes it okay that you're in those situations, because you won't always be there.

<3 <3 <3 You're all wonderful, incredible people who deserve to live and feel joy.