Anyone who reads my blog knows that my daughter Kayla is a bit on the clumsy side. It makes her all the more loveable. She can't walk out to the mailbox without tripping on the grass. At meal times, she often falls off her stool, hitting the ground HARD. She always pops up with a smile and says "I'm all right!". It's hard not to laugh at her and I'm grateful that she's okay with that.
Yesterday at her track meet Kayla ran the 100m hurdles. First of all, this girl really does not like to run. She is not competitive in the least. Secondly, hurdles and Kayla just don't seem to go together. She's vertically challenged enough on her own, never mind having to get over actual obstacles. This was her first running race of the track season. She usually just participates in the throwing events due to her JRA. The girls line up for the 100m hurdles...and the gun goes off. 3 strides into the race, Kayla goes down...and HARD. What's funny is that she hadn't even reached the first hurdle yet. Being brave, she jumps back up and continues the race. Amazingly she placed second.