Tomorrow is our conference meet. I know that this should be a sad or depressing meet for me, but I'm kind of looking at it from a different perspective. This will be the last 2 mile race of my career, but it will also be the end of being just an average runner. In less than a month I shall begin training harder than I ever have and this is exciting to me. Moreover, it's hard to be sad about having one of my last meets when I have had so much fun and so many memories over the past four years. Everything from parties over @ Scott's house, chillin' over at Cat's house, riding in the Deutsch, driving everyone around in Big Blue, and Fazoli's runs year in/year out; it's all been fun and I know I will remember these things for years to come. It's also hard to be sad about the whole affair when there is so much to come back and see. Matt's starting to learn that the harder you work the faster you run. Cat's made me eat my words about running the 800. Which, by the way, nice job at PCC last night. You ran yet another amazing 800 and you do deserve the Blizzard (you should know I was just playin' earlier). Alexis is becoming mentally tougher and thus physically tougher in the process. Sara's under 2:40 in the 800 and has a lot of promise if she puts a little more effort into running. Then, there is Jake. Jake is what some would consider the least likely source for success. But, the kid works his ass off. He's a good shit and it's been nice to have him around. If he puts his miles in over the summer I think everyone will see vast improvement.

So all I can do tomorrow is step up to the line and try to run my best race. But, in the end I have my overall goals that reach far beyond what I am running right now. This phase of my running career is but a stepping stone into bigger meet and better times. Guess that's it for now. ~ Rich

Currently Listening to: John Frusciante's Shadows Collide With People