*Edited to add: Little Duff did not qualify, and in fact did not even PR after all. He has been assigned summer homework of 40 meter wind sprints and watching Galen Rupp on You Tube until indoor season. Now, back to your regularly scheduled, "My mom runs road races, not track and field" programming.

Today is round two of THE BIGGEST TRACK MEET EVER! Um, maybe not ever, but in the Duffy's short track career, at the very least. It ain't no Tyson Gay at the nationals, but it does result in lower back pain from sitting in the bleachers all day (note: I am old. Little Duffy did not develop any back pain. Big Duffy, though, is now sporting a mighty fine sunburn - which he obtained from under a tent. Some people are just too Irish for their own good.)

Little Duff Pr's but still came in last in his 400 semi yesterday, but he is not at all disappointed and in fact came out of it with a big sit-eating grin because he took another second off his last meet time. Today is the 800. There are only six kids in his age group, but they are all significantly faster, ie., the next slowest one qualified four seconds faster than Little Duff did. Top four go to the junior olympics in Iowa. I would never tell him this, since he's all into the sportsmanlike conduct, but I'm praying for one of the kids to have the flu or trip and fall or something disastrous. Yes, this makes me an evil person, and possibly a good candidate to be Tonya Harding's best friend. Actually, I don't wish that on anyone, because seeing a little bantam level 100 sprinter fall at about the 50 yesterday was really shocking and sad.

Anyway, here's to Little Duff running a 2:50! It won't win a spot, but it'll make him mighty happy.