Body inked up

Why do people get tattoos? I'm not saying that they're bad or anything because I have one myself, but what makes someone want to get tatted? Every tattoo I plan on getting has some meaning to it. It's not just some body art. I got a track foot that I drew up tatted up my chest because track is the love of my life. I can't explain it but track just takes me to this happy place. I wonder if anyone has ever thought of advertising using tattoos? That could be an untapped marketable field. I mean I wouldn't get a companies name tatted on me, but maybe someone who'd like to get paid would be interested in doing something like that. That would probably be considered as the most extreme form of advertising, but at least you'll know it's a life time of advertisement.

In the Books.!

Saturday was the Bridgeton Relays. They happened to be getting a new stadium built so it was held at Buena High School. We didn't go to the Bridgeton Relays last year so I really didn't know what to expect. It was my first all boys meet, so the competition was at its peak. When we first arrived there, I felt like it was going to be a great day. I can't really explain why but it just felt really good for some reason. I did three events that day. I did the high jump, shuttle hurdles, and the the sprint medley. My first event of the day was the high jump which was really odd because it's usually the last one. I jumped 5"10' and my partner Donald Houston jumped 6"0' for a combined height of 11"10'. We tied for first against this russian kid who I swear had iron legs. This wasn't even the highlight of my day. Next I ran the shuttle hurdles with my teammates Tyrone and Tre McCloud, and Indeo Ragsdale. When we got to the starting line, my heart was pumping faster than ever. It was like I was on the front line in the middle of the Civil War. I was scared to death. Indeo started the race. I couldn't really tell if we were in first or not until Tre came back as the second leg. We were in first as Tre came down the 100m stretch. He got over that last hurlde and yelled go! I shot out to the first hurdle like a million dollars was waiting for me at the finish. The whole time I was running I just kept repeating the word dive in my head as I went over every hurdle. I never ran that fast before. I was smooth like slicing butter. We came in first of course, but I had a feeling we ran extremely good for some reason that day. It just so happens that we shattered a 21 year meet record that was set in 1990, and now are names are in the books until someone can attempt to beat us. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.