The treadmill was waiting for me when I got to the school at 8 am. MR came along to keep me company and I was thrilled to have Wyatt come and join me for almost 2 hours. The treadmills look down on the main gym, and at 9:30 when the wrestling competitions started, I had some interesting entertainment. I've never spent much time at all watching greco-roman wresting, and it was interesting to watch. I don't like the parts where they shoved each others heads into the mat and shove their faces along the mats, but there's some interesting stuff going on in the world of "real" wresting. My favorite part was when one guy would pick the other one up and slam them on the mat. That and when one spectator didn't like the ref's calls and he ran out on the mat and smacked the ref on the back. Dag-nab-it! There was almost a little bit of tension and I thought it could be a possible hockey fight on the wrestling mats, but I was let down when everyone decided to just sit down and let the kids keep wrestling. The wrestling takes center stage on this blog entry because 20 miles on the treadmill is so boring I don't have anything else to say about it. Wyatt left, MR went online and did stuff on the laptop, and I just kept running till I was done. I'm glad there was the wrestling match at the school on a Saturday so I didn't have to run in the windy cold again. We tried to go bowling after my run, and I had such a hard time just walking the ball down the line- hitting pins wasn't on the agenda today.
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