Junior Year

I'm so mentally distraught. At my trials on Friday, I almost qualified for sectionals, except I fell on the last hurdle. I think being sick drained out that last bit of energy that I needed. But I would've run a 16.5 110m hurdles, which would've been a PR. I was flying, and all that practice definitely helped. I wiped out 3 times that day. Unfortunately, that meet was not my meet, getting my season worst in my 100m as well. The coaches were telling me, "There's always next year." I mean, it's sort of true, but since I'm a junior, it's really, "There's ONLY next year." It makes me really nostalgic, knowing that I'll never be racing at this level again. I'm having so much fun right now. Anyways, my freshman crush is really starting to grow on me. I'm trying to treat her like a friend so it doesn't seem obvious, but one of the other freshman guys said it looked that I liked her, but that was before I liked her. I went to the JV championships today and it brought back good memories of when I was still in JV. I guess this year...I fell short of my expectations, and I've only got next year to reach them. It's been a wild ride.