Today I got to see my nephew run in a track meet. His usual events are the 800 and the mile.
As you can see there was great introspection.
Lots of positive self talk.
Plenty of stretching too.
With some pre-race well wishes,
Then came the race....ready at the line up.
And they're off.
Coming around the bend.
And the agony of defeat.
A pulled calf muscle prevented him from running the mile. It's early in the season, he's got plenty of time to catch up!