We decided at the beginning of practice we would run five miles. Well, decided as in, the coach told us how far we would run. Before we started running he told me, like, five times that i didn't have to run the whole way since I was a n00b. I guess since none of the freshman showed he decied to bug the sophie.
When we finally concluded that 7 people was all there was gonna be, we started off a slow jog. I was fine running this pace, but decided to stay at the back anyway. Our coach road behind us on a bike.
After a while we reached the park where we stopped, drank some water and stretched. By this time i was really beginning to wish I had eatten breakfast. The other girls (none of who I really knew that well, except for one girl that had been my best friend in elementary school but kinda forgot me when she became popular in 5th grade) talked like old friends, and i felt really out of place. But I was pretty used to that feeling so I didn't let it bother me. I kept my mind busy thinking about things I read on CAA. XD
So, anyway, stretching didn't take that long so we started running pretty soon again after that. It was a little hard to get started again, but have drunken water I felt much better. But after about a half mile my stomache was once again informing me that breakfast might have been a clever idea.
To save my energy, I dropped a little behind the group, but I the other girls kept at their same pace, so I wasn't slowing them down or anything. After a few minutes, however, my coach called out from behind me, "You're dropping behind."
I nodded and said "Yeah".
His responce was, "Go back to the park and stretch. Then you can run home."
So I was like, "Okay, Coach." but I was thinking, "I'm fine! ...and I can't go to the park ALONE! Only perverts and old ladied hang out in the park at 8:30 in the morning!"
Opon arrival at the park, I discovered my theory was correct. The only 3 other people there were a couple of old ladies and a shady looking middle aged guy. So, my stretching, drinking, and shoe re-tying was pretty quick.
I honestly planned to go straight home like he had said. But, when going by the shelter on one side of the trail, I saw four of the other girls stretching and talking. I didn't think it made sense to run home on the road ALONE when I could run back to the school with the girls. Plus, this way, I'd find out what time the next practice was.
I wondered were the other two girls were, but was too shy to ask. Instead I just sat down on one of the benches and listend to the other girls talk.
A few minutes later, my cross country coach showed up on the bike. He said the other girls were either walking or going slow, so he had decied to come ahead and wait for them. I was thinking, "Hey, why didn't he have them go back to the park too?"
The next thing he said was, "Has anyone seen Kati?"
I alerted him of my presence and he asked me if I wanted to run back home. I told him I'd run with the girls and he just sighed.
At long last when the two other girls showed up, we headed back to the high school. Once we got there, out coach asked all the other girls politely f they wanted to use the phone. I waited for him to ask me, because I kind of needed to tell my Mom so she would know I was walking over to my Dad's office, since it was closer to the school.
But he didn't ask me, all he said was, "Well, I'd better go!"
I quickly ask if I could use the phone before he left and he sighed a really, really annoyed sounding sigh and said, "I GUESS."
As he was taking me inside to use the phone, one of the other girls asked if she could come in and get water. He nobbed and said yes.
I was fine and dandy when he handed me the phone, until he started to make it clear that he wasn't in the mood for waiting. Now, I'm not saying I'm a spaz, but I do sorta, uhm, break under that sound of pressure. As a result of this, I kept messing up the number. finally he snatched the phone out of my hands and told me to tell him the number so he could dial it for me.
I felt really awkward and sputtered as I talked on the phone. As I was leaving, my coach asked me a bunch of questions like, "Is someone coming? why did you need to call?"
I just left. I was OUT. The other girl still inside asked me if I needed a ride, and I wondered if that was why she had waited inside even after I called. I felt kinda bad if that was the case.
I walked over to my dad's office feeling like a burden on the team.
Sorry if it sounded like whining, I needed to get that out...
). Infact, Im not sure if he won a match all year. But he kept comming back, and he was always positive. I think that is why every one liked him. Though he wasnt the best, he worked the hardest, and easily had the best attitude.
*hugs you*
But stick with it. You can always rant to me if he bugs you again, and I'll make a point of coming to your meets during the year! 
) but all through highschool, I was able to run any entire game length and I didn't need to be substituded.
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