Practice

Scene: Track Field. Monday. April 21st, 2009. Rainyish day, slippery track. 4:45...most kids have gone home... high-schoolers milling around.

Characters: Lyn (this is just a made up character, not me) innocent by-standers, sister

Lyn: (thinking)- hmmm look there is my sisters and some other cool high-schoolers. I should do hurdles to show them I do actually do something in track and I am good at it... well kinda.

(kneels down and sets herself dramatically, acting as if she has done this a hundred times.)

Lyn: (still thinking)- ready, set, go!

(starts sprinting towards the first hurdle, going faster than usual to impress sister and high-schoolers)

Lyn: "ungh!"

(jumps too early, barley making it over with 1st foot, back foot hitting the hurdle and making her go down. Doing a somersault mid-air, I might add.)

Lyn: (embarrassed)-"I jumped too early!"

Multiple High-Schoolers- "Are you okay?"

Sister- "And that's why I don't do hurdles!"

(wanting to cry from pain and embarrassment gets up and walks back to the starting line so to seem tough by doing it again and not giving up)

After two more times she goes to the locker room to check herself out. One bloody knee... not to bad, scraped up shoulder, bleeding hands/ elbows, hip bleeding. Oh yeah... it hurts.