Samantha had her first track meet today. Since there are ONE HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-FIVE kids on the track team, the events are starting out as being somewhat randomly assigned. Ever since track has started Samantha has talked about her preference for sprinting over the longer runs, but we simply weren't sure where they would put her.
Weighing in at sixty pounds with 2/3 of it being legs, I thought she had a fitting physique for a track athlete and believed it a reasonable possibility that she could end up where she wanted to be. I've been very proud of her willingness to try something new, and I trusted in the experience of the coaches to find a suitable event to fit her abilities. Which, in my mind, did not include any kind of title involving the words "shot" or "put".
Call me crazy(or judgmental), but when I envision a girl who does the shot put I imagine a stocky build, short hair, a slight mustache, and names like "Edna". You know, the kind that you try to avoid running into in the bathroom and that you don't like to make angry. I do not visualize petite frames with bulging blue eyes whose shoe size is the same as "Edna's" thumb.
But Samantha was on the list for Shot Put and the 800 Meter run. She nearly cried in the car as she announced her fate, but she showed up and did both events today to the best of her ability and did great. She may not have a particularly bright future throwing balls that weigh more than she does, but she's definitely a champ.