Especially when it is your daughter trumping it home at the State Little Athletics Championships!
“Second place is first loser” is one of Wilburs wilbur-isms. I think he is eating his words now though!
It’s no secret that Madison loves her sport – especially Little Aths. A couple of months ago, she was picked up by an ex-Olympian walker who saw some talent in Madisons walking ability. Three months later, Madison has taken three minutes off her PB for the 1500m walk, and is now the second fastest under 11 girl 1500m walker IN. THE. STATE!
It was a tumultuous season at Little Aths for Madison – lots of controversy, which resulted in her not receiving Club records for her walks, nor were her fabulous times recognised. Very devastating for an eleven year old girl. She held her head up high, and triumphed. To say we are proud is an understatement.
Race day was full of nervous wees (and not just Madison I might add…). I cannot remember much of the race, I had my hands covering my eyes, as my stomach flipped from nervousness. She walked so so super well, and kept her composure the whole way. The first and third place getters have been walking for a few years – so it was great to see Madison holding her pace. At the end of the race, the nervous wait continues – the judges confer and decide upon an necessary disqualifications. Basically – it may not matter where you come over the line if you are in the top few…., regardless of your place over the line, if you haven’t walked with the correct technique throughout the race, you are disqualified. Such devastation. Thankfully Madison gave us a super big grin and thumbs up!
Next up is her first road race walk season, and winter cross country running.
Go Madison go!
I believe my favourite photograph is the one where Madison is sharing her excitement with Wilbur over the phone……..
Phew – I miss blogging. Such a long break between posts. I have the best intentions…, but then study, the tribe and life get in the way………
Thanks for visiting. 🙂
Just in case you haven’t stumbled across my wilbur-isms posts before (here they are), I am married to Wilbur. The Early Man of the 21st century. He’s a pretty good bloke, and luckily for him, the sperm he produces are ‘female’, resulting in four daughters. So, he is outnumbered five to one (even the dog has been desexed), and he has the uncanny knack of blurting out some ripper words! It’s my job to document them for years to come AND to let others have a good laugh!