by DonnieS » Thu Oct 11, 2012 1:56 pm
DD1 signed with a top 20 D1 softball school couple of years back - coaches at that school are known as tough conditioning people, (duh, thats why they are up there), made it to the championship of the WCWS the year before she got there. DD1 goes over the workout plan that Coach sent her for the summer - I told her I would go through it - and highlight the key items and make her a list, being the nice kind daddy that I am. We were warned about being prepared for the gassers - these are 50 meter sprints out and back - so 100 meters - in between each - she has to do each 100 meters in or better than 19 seconds and then after each sprint a rest of I thinik 60 seconds though I dont remember for sure. After 10 sprints, she gets a 4 minute rest. So I go out to the park and mark off - with her help -but not her attention a 58 meter sprint. So day 1, she is out there - runs the 58 meters out - 58 meters back - and I am yelling her time, because I told her the chart said 16 seconds. Needlless to say after 6-7 she is dying - after the 8th , she started throwing up. I was having a blast - neighbors were driving by, she was leaning against the back stop - the starting point of the 58 meters - barfing. I think it took about 5 days before she could run over 10 sprints - and after 2-3 weeks before she could run the 20. This kid is in pretty good shape, she was a 3 sport high school athlete (track (300 meter hurdles), vball and softball. So she was no slouch when this started. I told no one of my lies. She leaves for school - calls me the first day of practice - "Dad, I kicked butt at practice, I led the gassers, even among the seniors." I said "sweetheart, I am so proud of you." I waited until after the playoffs were over and she had been awarded All-Big 12 second team before I told her (some 9 months later) . I still dont think she likes me anymore.