Cold and Hot

Friday's track meet.

Yeah, it looks sunny.  The sky looks blue.  The temps forecasted in the 70's.  Bill didn't even bring a jacket in anticipation of the nice spring day.

But don't be deceived.  Within the first 20 minutes (waiting for that first event that Lex always races in to begin), we knew this was no 70-degree day.

More like 45, with a wind-chill below freezing.  Seriously.  We had a little gap in between events, in which we luckily stumbled across a Sports Authority, and luckily found some hoodies on the clearance rack.  Luckily we purchased two, because yes, it was THAT cold.  Bill was grateful for the double layer.

(These girls are way, way colder than they look.)

All the track stars waited for the very last possible minute to remove any warmth-retaining clothing before stripping down to the bare running essentials.  After a long and freezing 4 hours, the meet was called on account of the wind (someone told us NONE of the times from the entire day would be state-qual usable, because of the wind speed that day), and the cold.

I was so cold, I could NOT warm up.  My toes were frozen, my fingers were frozen, and I had that deep-down, hard-to-shake chill.  Until about 1:45 AM, when I woke up in the hotel sweating and clearly overheated.  At which time I requested that Bill turn down the heat, and he kindly obliged.

Saturday, we were cozy and warm at the swim meet.

Shilo had been on cold medicine for over 24 hours prior for a sore throat, congestion, and the sniffles, and would have really liked to scratch the meet (if only she had a nicer mother), but she still managed to perform quite well.  

I appreciated the warm environment.  So much so, that we DID stop by GoodTimes on the way out of town for a frozen custard treat.  So even though the girls may not have had their BEST times (although I think Lex ran her best 400 of the season in that first medley relay event, half of which she was literally running against the wind), we all had some GOODTIMES.