Puke?

This morning I took Walker to the bus so he could travel with his cross-country team to Des Moines for the state meet. We will follow, soon. Walker played baseball but did not run the drills he was supposed to run this summer for cross-country, so he is just now getting into top shape. Yesterday he claims he came in first at practice.

State meet is fun because you can actually see a lot of the competition. At many meets, what the fans see is the boys taking off, then about 15 minutes later, boys coming across the finish line and puking.

Never underestimate the importance of puking in the culture of middle school boy's cross country. "Did you puke?" Gasp. "Yeah, you?" It's a badge of courage, effort, and gross boyness. Since I used to be a nursing assistant and parented young children, I'm used to puke, and enjoy the rest. I'll try and get some pictures and will put in a full report of Prairie Hawk glory later this weekend.