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Go Tigers!

Kyler ran his first cross country race for his high school today.

He's officially a Lewis and Clark Tiger. See the tiger stripes on their uniforms?

Even his shoes are orange and black...
Kyler is in the back of this pack... the tiger right in front of him is Davis, who he ran with the past two years in junior high. He could never catch Davis.
Today, he kept pace with Davis the entire race.

He came in 14th out of 24 guys on his team that ran today. That includes all the freshmen, sophomores, juniors and seniors. He was neck and neck with the 11th, 12th and 13th runners.
He was one sweaty, tired boy. But he didn't throw up. That's progress. We've had three post-run-throw-up experiences in his racing career.
This is his coach. He was accusing Kyler of holding out on him at practice. Essentially, Kyler totally exceeded his expectations today.
Good job, Kyler.
I love watching you run.

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  1. Way to go Kyler. Grams and Gramps are going to try to be there next Saturday...Love you

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  2. Way to go Kyler! Love that last picture.

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  3. Grandma10:12 AM

    Great job, Kyler.
    Keep it up.

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