I had another track meet this week. When I went to sign in for the 100 yard hurdles, the volunteer
in charge of the stats, accidentally signed me up for the 100 yard dash.
I didn't know about the mix up until I heard my name being called to get in Lane 1.
I jumped to it, totally shocked. But I ran anyway, and to my surprise...I took third. Woohoo! I've never even trained for that event, and I was by far the youngest.
Hopefully next meet, I'll get put back on the hurdles, because that's what I love. But at least I have a fall back.
Here's a fall back hair-do when you're tired of all the regular ones you love. Give it a try.