That was my high school boys' team four years ago, when I started running as a sophomore. People on the team took pride in sucking. And that was the (somewhat) fast ones. Then I decided I wanted to be good...
Three years ago, some of the same guys were captains. They took pride in cutting corners, and blocked me if I tried to pick up the pace at all. But younger members of the team had started to listen to my insistence that if we worked hard, we could be so much better than this...That year, things didn't change. We were 7th and last in our conference, near last in our county, second to last in our section. But things take time...
Two years ago, I ran 50 miles a week in the summer. The new captain shared my goals, and we did most of our runs together. At our first dual meet, a team laughed at us on our warmup, remembering how bad we had been a year ago. We beat them decisively. We went on to finish 4th in our conference, 9th in our county, and 10th in our section. In every case, these finishes were around the middle of the field. But I had changed things. The very talented freshman and sophomore classes believed in themselves, and were determined to excel. I graduated full of hope for the team's future...
Last year, despite losing their top three to graduation, the team finished 2nd in their conference, 4th in their county, and 6th in their section -- a painful disappointment, as the top 5 qualify for the state meet. But not a single member of the team graduated that year. The coach promised, "Next year, we qualify..."
This year, the team was better than ever. They won their conference over a private school that was dominant three years ago. People swore up and down then that my high school's team would never beat them because "they recruit." Oops. They won their county meet over a team from a school that really does recruit and do other things (like have 5th year seniors) that keep them out of the state association. Despite injuries to two of their top seven, they finished a close second in their section, qualifying for the state meet for the first time since 1991.
What's the point of this long rambling story? Other than that I feel like posting it to praise the members of this team (they will know who they are)? Herein lies the solution to your problem, if you can do it. Inspire a couple of girls to want to excel. Surely you can find one or two who do care about racing fast, about being better at this sport than they are. They will do the rest, including making the rest of the team care, themselves.