We only made it to one of Phil's indoor meets this year. This was at Concordia College in Moorhead. We had quite the adventure coming home, see below for the whole story.
Here's Phil running the 400.
Above picture is right after Phil threw up after running the 400. At least he's still smiling. Had to run the 60 shortly after this.
Phil extending a hand to other runners before the 60.
Track meets are always something close to a three ring circus.
Running the 200.
On our drive home, we hit zero visibility, by the time we got to Jamestown, I pulled in hoping I could get a hotel room, but the prices were just out of our budget, so I put a little blurb on Facebook about the lousy weather and having to keep driving. I had just pulled back onto the I94 when my phone rang and a friend of mine said he had friends in Jamestown. He was going to call them and see if we could stay there. I told him I'd pull off at the next exit and wait for his call, otherwise I'd have to keep driving. He called back about the time I found an exit and said "Well, when I told them you had 12 kids, they weren't too excited, but they said you could stay anyway. ha ha" I told my friend, "but did you tell them I left 11 of them at home?"
So, I drove back to Jamestown and meet this wonderful couple who opened up their home to us. We ate cookies and drank hot cocoa and told stories till midnight. Found out we had some other common friends in Mobridge too. It's a small world. Sunday morning we went to church with them and then left following the service, by then the roads were pretty clear. We saw at least four accidents on the interstate on the way home, so I was glad we had stayed. Plus now we have some great new friends! Thank you again Biff and Claudine!!
