Today was Sports Day at Sassy's school. She always gets a bit anxious about sports day because she's not the fastest, she's not competitive and she gets embarrassed. We can add this in with the writing and acting anxiety - running in front of her whole school also stresses her out.
To her credit though, this year she wanted to prepare. She told us three weeks ago that Sports day was coming and she didn't want to come in last again on the 30 meter relay race. (I think it's 30 meters. It looks 100 feet to me but fuck me, I'm awful at metric) So I told her we would practice every night, go out for a short run, do some sprints and build up her endurance and speed. She was all for it. So most nights We've gone out - mostly Sassy and her Dad - and run a course and done sprints with a stopwatch. She's really loved it. So when this morning came, although she was a bit anxious, she was also looking forward to the races.
Well, isn't it awesome when hard work and determination gives results?
That smile is worth a million. A hundred million. Nah, it's fucking priceless.