One tough season.

It was a rough year that ended in a way that I didn’t think possible. There are so many memories from that indoor and outdoor season that I think about every year. It was the first meet at the bubble on December 18th when my wife called my cell phone. This never happens unless something is wrong. Now we had known since September that something was not right with my dad and he had been undergoing tests, but this was not what I was expecting to hear. He had stage 4 lung cancer and things did not look good. The one thing I can say about track is that it took my mind away from dealing with a lot of uncertainties. For the most part he still seemed like his old self to me. That year we went down t

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