That's my boy. Evan was sitting under his jacket when we left him at the field today with his teammates and the staff attending the Special Olympics Track Meet. He was upset, but we hoped he would cheer up when his turn to race came. (We went over to the track to watch Evan run at 10:00, but we finally left an hour-and-half later with his heat yet to come because the races were a bit behind schedule.)
The boys were all chasing each other around and having a pretty good time during the wait for their events. Evan became upset when the other guys kept playing after he decided he was ready to stop. (He did not mention to the others that he was no longer playing, so I am uncertain how they were supposed to know he had reached his threshold.) I wished we were not leaving him under his jacket, but Don needed to get back home to work. *sigh*
Evan phoned about 45 minutes later to say he had just run his heat, but that he does not yet know how he finished because there are more heats still to run in the 100 meter dash. As I am finishing this post, he calls back to say he has tied for fifth place! He is disappointed, but I think he did just fine. A fifth place finish is GREAT because he ran! Whoo-Hoo!
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Sometimes the toughest thing is to actually run the race, you are absolutely right!
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