Blogs : Jason Richardson

Deja Vu

The UFlorida meet was a shining example of déjà vu.  By the conclusion of the meet, I’d run the same time I ran last year; 7.18 and I’d walk away with another 2^nd place finish.  Auburn Univ. might as well call me Toby or Kunta Kinte because they stay OWNING me in the 60H’s at the UF meet.  Last year Shamar nipped me at the line and this year Ty Atkins picked up the win.  My acceleration pattern is still WAY off so an ‘almost-auto’ when I have so many technical things to change is not only exciting but makes me nervous as hell.

Oddly enough when it comes to the topic of nerves, I’m more nervous off the track than on the track.  When I stop and think about the possibilities of doubling and winning indoor nationals my stomach hurts like the time I got food poising at SEC’s indoors Soph. year from the Bourbon Chicken at the mall!.  Forget butterflies in my stomach, its more like a prehistoric Terradactyl is preying on my stomach!  On the track I’m a complete idiot.  I talk, laugh, sing, dance, hell I’ve done it all in the blocks.  The reason being that taking the race too seriously is pointless, and it’s nothing like nerves to have you feeling like your 100lbs too heavy.  If Jason is the mild mannered reserved kid, JaiRich is the athletic alter ego that should be tranquilized because he’s a threat to others and himself,lol.  I love my ability to have fun at meets, and Millrose will be no different.

I just got off the phone wit my ghettofied Locktician (She retwists my dreads… don’t know if it’s a word, but screw Websters, I want my own dictionary!).  She’s got three kids by different daddies, and the youngest I call Osama cause he half middle eastern…she’s married to a gay guy from Antigua so he can remain a citizen and she NEVER does my hair unless she’s high… but guess what… she’s the best in the metroplex and she funny as hell!  I set up an appointment to look fresh for my camera time at Millrose! (so what I’m vain, at least I’m honest…)

I’ve NEVER had this much fun running track!  Athletics is an amazing opportunity that you have to grip the reigns and stay atop of because you could be thrown off at any moment.  Instead of being scared of the fall off the athletic bull which is inevitable, I’d rather swing my hands in the air like a retard, wavin’ a NCAA championship plaque and a New Era cowboy fitted hat, lol!

I’ve grown.  I used to hate running the 4x4, or the 400, I used to hate running when I didn’t feel fresh or 100% and I used to get all standoff-ish when I didn’t perform well… if anyone can identify with these things, a redshirt season can cure ALL of these ails.  Hell if coach told me to run the mile, I’d break out the distance booty short with the flaps and run to the line!  You gotta remember that every step on the track is a blessing and all those that are healthy should never take that for granted.  Till later…

“To Win Without Risk Is To Triumph Without Glory.” Pierre Corneille

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5:02 PM, January 29, 2008 .. Posted by Anonymous

Sometime people take for granted their past performances and then measure themselves against them. I only thought you could redshirt if you were injured.

Please...

11:00 PM, January 29, 2008 .. Posted by UnrTrack

Dont bust out the distance shorts hahahaha... on the real though, I'm happy you've come to the place where you wouldnt throw a fit if your team needed you to do that. And dont worry about admitting to gettin your look right (to then go and act stupid haha) for meets... most boys i know gotta get lined up before meet... just to turn around and act like they dont care! Good luck on your next races! And keep having fun. I'm tryin to get to that point where i'm not paralyzed with nervousness... I only act stupid the day before the meet... i'll work on that!

Good blogs

10:50 PM, February 1, 2008 .. Posted by Anonymous

I really enjoy reading your blogs. You keep the readers interested and entertain us all at the sametime. Keep up the good work!!!