Pole Vault Family: Pole Vaulting on the beach in Nice

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Pole Vaulting on the beach in Nice

Apparently they were promoting some big track meet in Monaco for athletes going to London. The best guy cleared 5.21m, I think. It was in French

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If you don't understand us, you probably don't belong here. It all started in January of 2010. I (Kate) thought Floyd was Matthew's first name, and that Liz's last name really was Towne. Chris was coming back from a wrist injury and Poetzl was really hoping we'd tell him a joke. We stuck together, and on spring break, we realized that we were a family. He got gas and I hung back as Floyd, Chris, and Liztowne all took a family photo in a McDonald's. From then on, the pole vault fam was born. Next year, we adopted Besty, who jumped in as though she'd never missed a beat. We all bonded over a little Avril Lavigne, wondering why you had to go and make things so complicated. Our beloved Pookie had left, but our teammate became our coach, showing up in sweater vests and tossing frisbees with Matt. At outdoor conference, Betsy met Pookie and true kinship was revealed. Betsy, Liztowne, and I formed the pvfam contingent of BCXC, and before long it was time for the pole vault family dinner. I had my first wine and we ate vegetarian lasagne and after that, everything changed. And nothing did. Although we no longer vault all together or even see each other on a regular basis, the pole vault fam will live on in our hearts, and on the internet. We love each other a whole lot and are sometimes creative about showing it. Whether it's manly black ghetto pole ties or super healthy nutella peanut butter cookies, we've got each others' backs. 4lyfe.

Pole Vault Family

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Pole Vaulting on the beach in Nice

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