As a chronically overwhelmed person, I recently made what I hope is a life changing discovery. To be more (or at least to feel more) successful I need to set smaller goals. Not just small goals, but really small goals. There is nothing more discouraging then reflecting on all the amazing things you planned to do and didn't. Being an amazing and frequent family blogger is one of those amazing things I've been planning to do for a while now and have failed miserably at. It's been over a year since I wrote anything and much longer since I wrote regularly. I have grand plans, but those grand plans never seem to get off the ground--so I'm making an adjustment. I am removing the grand and replacing it with small. My goal is to complete this entire post. If these words made their way to our blog, then it's time to break out the ticker tape because I was successful. Hooray! Here's to more small successes in the future.
(I know my last post was about a Reed event, but so is this one. I guess that's one of the perks of being the oldest.)
Last month Reed had the opportunity to participate in the district middle school track meet. The schools just finished their track unit in P.E. and had a little track meet during class. The top two finishers in each event got to be apart of the big meet. Reed doesn't really have any track experience outside of what he learned in P.E, but he didn't seem nervous about the event at all. (I, however made up for this by worrying the entire time I waited for his race to be called.)
We lucked out and the track meet happened to be scheduled on a day that both of my parents were already planning to be here. Not so lucky was the fact that it also happened to be the first really hot day of the year, so it was more than just my nerves that had us sweating it out as we waited.
Sometimes Ruby likes to be my photographer. She's getting better. Most of my head made it into this one.
She's still working on her photography, but she's got her cheering all figured out.
Reed was running the 800, which was 2 times around the track. Without a lot of training I was worried he would burn out, but I'm happy to report that he was able to stay middle of the pack the whole time.
These pictures don't show it, but we had another enthusiastic cheerleader on the sidelines. "Go Reed!, Go Reed!"
I love how Ruby is quick to love. After a 2-year absence it didn't take much time at all for her to cozy up with Grandfather.
After the race Reed saw a friend from his elementary school that was now attending a neighboring middle school. He made the effort to track him down and say hello. I think I was equally proud of his effort there as I was of his run.
As well as out-of-town supporters.
For a 6th grade track and field career that lasted all of two minutes, it was good one.