What I Miss Most: One More
Track All-American misses the opportunities to move the marker
Tarynn Sieg
In their own words, Colorado State student-athletes share what they miss as the coronavirus pandemic has put life on hold globally
What I miss the most about having a track and field season is, of course, seeing my teammates and coaches.
However, the one thing I can’t seem to shake is the feeling of competition. I miss having the nervous energy at practice knowing that everything I did in training this whole last year was leading up to something. I miss getting on Saturday mornings with butterflies in my stomach thinking that this could be the weekend I did something special.
I had been training since the beginning of last July for these moments this season. I miss everything about track of course, but I miss that feeling of doing something that would count the most. As a track team, we have one of the longest seasons starting in the beginning of December and ending the middle of June. For most people, missing four months doesn’t seem like a lot of time in the grand scheme of things, but to us athletes we had been training the entire off season for these six weekends of competition.
As track athletes we are taught there is always one more. If you train as hard as you can, there is one more chance. One more throw, one more jump, one more race.
We work to get the chance to compete just one more weekend. These weekends were being used to go to competitions and into conference for one more weekend. Us making it to prelims for one more weekend. Us making it to the NCAA Championships for one more weekend. As track athletes we are taught there is always one more. If you train as hard as you can, there is one more chance. One more throw, one more jump, one more race.
So, I guess what you can say I miss the most is having the chance to have one more weekend. A weekend filled with glory, friendships and the hearts of the athletes that have worked from July until November to show off what we’ve got to the rest of the world. One more weekend to see the faces of winners and the determination of the others to want to work and be in the winner’s spot. One more weekend of being able to show my gifts that have been given to me and what I have turned these gifts into.
I know that nothing can change now, and I am praying for an end to the virus soon, but I miss the feeling of having one more.