Last night the dripping was almost soothing.
Packing sucks. I have been getting rid of and giving away a ton of stuff over the last couple of years to simplify my life, but I still seem to have a butt load of books, binders and other miscellaneous items. Kitchen stuff is the worst.
I'm starting to get excited about track. I was really indifferent at the start of the season. Mainly because last year was such a let down due to circumstances out of my hands. But I am finding it hard to be pessimistic this season. But I am ready yet to fully embrace all the possibilities that could come together this year. I think the kids see it too, though, so hopefully it will work out. The kids are working hard and I think I still can own Donnie's name for me "Coach Sargent Murder".
Things I don't think will happen this year that happened in previous seasons:
- Shit found on a bus blamed on my athletes, but likely placed by the angry bus driver
- Hotel fights among girls who are after the same dude
- 4 hospital visits via ambulance in one season
- 21 second 100m dashes
- Kids getting pulled by their mothers the day before the District qualifying meet
Got to get back to packing.