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All-City

Today was the last track meet of the season - the All City Meet, where all the junior high schools in the city send their top two competitors in each event to compete.

Kyler qualified in all three of his events.

His results were great... he got 6th place out of 15 kids in the 1600 meter, running his personal best time of 5:37.

In the 800, he got 5th out of 16 runners.

His high jump results weren't as great - he was REALLY worn out after his 1600 meter run - the sun was really hot and he ran so hard that he felt kind of sick afterwards - so while he jumped the same height as he has in other weeks, he didn't have much get-up-and-go for his jumps...

Of course, he's most excited about getting donuts at their end-of-the-season party Friday morning.

But I'm excited to have seen him have such a succcessful season. It does a Mommy's heart good.




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