When a carrot becomes fudge

Well, she swam 500 free tonight and knocked off 15 seconds, coming .02 below the JO cut (which was last week). Until tonight this was Grace’s least favorite race. I have never seen her quite so happy after a race!

Thanks to both coaches for believing in her, even when she didn’t.

For tonight, that homemade fudge was much better for her than a bag of carrots. What we dangle in front of a child, be it the hypothetical carrot or some fudge, if it works it works. We go to bed happy.

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