#but still. at this point i'm just hoping for top 50 orz

[onethousandrbirds]

❖✓✨⭐️🚹📰🚀😌⏰ (and i'll do the pokemon one from yesterday too~ even though i don't i know you well enough to give a good assessment... maybe i'm overthinking it.... orz; psychic/steel~☆)

sorry for both the length and lateness of this. i can’t answer most of those mystery mutual, but i figure the story below covers a LOT of bases

⏰ a story for you: why i believe 40-45degree weather (fahrenheit, 4-7 degrees celsius) is booty shorts weather.

i’ve been a runner for exactly 50% of mylife. the first track meet of the year when i was a sophomore back in highschool was going to be a cool day. it was still winter, but late winter inflorida is usually mid-forties to the low sixties, and we were all assured thatit wasn’t going to be unbearable.

and then it started to rain.

it was 7 am, so the temperature quicklyslipped from low sixties to the forties. the wind was blowing the whole time,so it actually felt like the high 30s. the rain had started a little bit afterthe first few events—the 4x8, the 100 dash, and 100 hurdles—and the meet gotput on pause while the officials tried to decide what  to do. they were convinced the rain wouldpass and it would be okay for everyone to run again. after all, wouldn’t itsuck if a student athlete was doing the 300 hurdles, slipped, and twisted theirankle? surely, the rain would let up and we could get back to business.

it rained until after my second event,the 3200.

the officials ended up pausing the meetfor two hours. in that two hours all the teams that had come via bus had goneback to hide on theirs for warmth. our team had come by bus as well, but thedriver had left. for reasons i still haven’t figured out, the school hostingthe event didn’t let the cold and very wet runners take shelter in one of thenearby buildings. perhaps everything was locked.

what i do know is that our team washuddled under a tree taking turns in the tent (which wasn’t waterproof) thecoach (who would later be revealed as a predator) had brought. it was theworst. during those two hours of radio silence from officials we all hoped thatsomeone would just cancel the meet so we could all go home. instead, we sat fortwo hours before everything started back up again. it was still raining.

my first event of the day, the 1600, wascoming up soon, so all of us running that were given orders to start warmingup. ha. ha. ha. it was hard to do all of our stretches and stuff withoutgetting wetter, but we did it and made our way to the starting line. theofficials declared that unless we were wearing undershirts and tights that wereregulation, we would not be allowed to run with anything covering the uniform.and so i and the other guys on my team had to run in just the tank top andshort shorts. by this point the cold had settled in and, once more, it wasstill raining.

we ran shivering all the way and itwas—up until my long run a couple week ago—the most excruciating thing i haveever done. i finished and have absolutely no memory of whether i did well ornot, but what i do remember is that my body would not let me put mypants back on afterwards. my jacket was too wet by then to be any help anyway,so wearing that was just wearing cold, wet cotton to my skin. i spent the restof the day with my teammates trying to keep me from falling asleep (a nobleeffort) and marveling at how at that point i had absolutely no sensation in mylegs anymore.

when our dad finally took my sister andi home i stayed in bed for the rest of the day and well into the next. but isurvived it. unlike rivals from other teams, i didn’t even get sick!

that is how i decided that 40-45 degreeweather (though i guess i should have declared 35 since that’s what thewindchill was) is booty shorts weather. The end

and psychic/steel feels pretty on brand.it puts me on the same boat as the metagross and bronzong lines in addition to solgaleo.