I’m pretty awkward, uncoordinated, and generally disinterested in sports, but my family is a track family. My dad ran, my brother ran, and my husband ran. One of my sisters in law ran and one of my brother in laws as well, and they killed it, basically owning nationals every year. My father in law ran, and his dad ran too.
And actually, as a senior in high school I joined the track team with the idea in mind that I could just work out with them while not competing, so I am in the track team photo in the school year book…
Last night my nine year old went to bed almost as excited as if it were Christmas. I didn’t think she’d ever get to sleep. Why’s that, you ask? Because today is her first ever day of track practice!
I will be there, camera in hand!
My Norah is kind of a mix of her daddy and I. She’s about as coordinated as I am, but she seems to really like sports (the weirdo!), so I think this fourth grade level track will be great fun for her.
Despite our rich family history of running track (or showing up for the team photo) I promise we aren’t the kind of folks to push her into something just because everyone else in the family did it. We are still happy to encourage her in her lifelong dream of being an Elvis Impersonator.
It’s not track team, but Verity Drummer, daughter of the commander of the Tangle Space Station has a fate she can’t escape either…
I got to write this book with my brother (who promises he will publish the parallel novel soon!) which makes it different from my others in setting and theme, but in another way it’s a classic Traci Tyne Hilton tale. One stubborn young woman forced by circumstances to accept what fate has planned for her instead of following her own path.