I think this is the moment after the 1500m prelims that I looked up at the scoreboard and realized I would not be getting a little q into the final. A fitting alternate caption here would simply be “fuck.” I made a move I don’t love in hindsight with 150 to go and I really wish I could re-roll those dice; maybe it wouldn’t affect the outcome but I could at least stop thinking about it and that would be a little win. This was the dominant moment for me this weekend; I was lucky enough to also be in the (hot, hot in all ways) 5k, which I ran today and got to watch my soul leave my body in the last 800, which is kind of cathartic. I finished 10th which is technically my best outdoor finish. I think I’m better than that though; I ran really aggressively to make room for a big upshot and I don’t regret that one bit. This meet always requires some processing time; I think I felt most extreme human emotions this weekend. As an unsponsored gal, I sometimes ask myself why I do this, but I know my why. Maybe I’m one of the lucky few that has a career for comparison, but man running track and chasing these goals/dreams make me feel alive. Achieving things on the track brings me so much joy. To my tight circle of friends, family, @dizneena and @isthatsol, thank you doesn’t cut it! Thank you as well to the PDX contingent of folks who cheered for me this weekend - I could feel it out there! Onward. 📷 @tgh_pdx_photos