so this is really for reals...

so i just got back from my last cross country banquet..

and it's safe to say that this season was one of the most rewarding seasons ever.

joining cross country has been one if not the best choices i've ever made.

i used to wonder what that feeling must've felt like..

knowing that you'll never wear that jersey again..

or race with the same team..

or under the same coaches..

or any of that..

and now, i just kinda wanna cry.

cross took over my life so suddenly and so drastically..i loved it but i hated it all at the same time.

now that it's really over, i want to cry.

i guess growing up really has to happen..

i miss my team already..thinking about next summer how i won't be complaining about summer cross is awesome but heartbreaking at the same time.

the simple sport has ment so much to me over high school and i'm not quite ready to say that my high school distance running career has come to a close..

cross has taught me so much about everything.

"excellence isn't a switch you turn on and off..it affects all aspects of one's life.."

people, running, health, myself, others.

i think that when i grow up, i want to see the world and live all over the place and finish a few of these...

but once i'm old and want to have children, they will run.

:)

 but long before then, i must find a boy who...