Friday night was a rollercoaster. Calm was replaced by chaos, butterfly stomach, eagerness, nausea. Then came the switch … the final jaw drop, hands shooting to the air, and an enormous grin: “KATE FREAKING KILLED THAT EIGHT!!”
USA Outdoor Track & Field Championships are this weekend.
Right now you’re either, “Yeah, NO DUH, it’s only like the biggest meet of the year” or “Hey aren’t you that girl from that sports bra post??” In which case, 1) shhh, no one likes a know-it-all and 2) yes, and that six pack was drawn on, in case you’d been wondering.