"Okay all the Sec1s change into your running shoes..."
This is what my whole team faced last year when we were Sec1. We will all groan and moan, hoping that the coach will not ask us to sprint a round. Its quite simple to tell really. Anything between joggin 2 - 4 rounds around the track, will mean sprinting one round after the jog. My heart sinks when I hear the coach say
"Alright run one round below 1min 45secs and you don't have to run again."
I will get nervous, as I have a very mild case of asthma...I think. It does not strike very often though, but if I overwork myself, I'll feel the breathlessness. It really sucks. At the last 200m, I will chiong till I'm outta gas, and just use my remaining energy to get to the finish line. Once, the coach asked us to run below 1min 30secs. I was like WTFOMFG WHHAAAA? Luckly, I made it JUST on the dot. Phew.
So after all that suffering, running at what not, when I see the Sec1s 'kena tekan', I feel good. Call me a sadistic person, but I don't care. When the coach said the run around the track thing, it was just music to my ears. I have no idea why. When he asked to Sec1s to quickly change into their running shoes, I suddenly feel very calm and happy.
And yesterday, we had this cross-country thing, and it was at Turf City. Quite memorable I would say. It was raining before the race, so naturally everything got muddy. I did not like the course. First it was muddy, as in sticky mud that threatens your shoes to get stuck, then, there were HUGE puddles of rainwater mixed with sand and mud which were shoe-deep, and the random horse poo.
I was fortunate that my shoes did not get stuck. I felt the stickiness, but phew. Then at those giant pools of orange water. You had to choose, jump over the water, or walk into sticky mud. Sometimes it makes it hard to choose. Cause the mud is slippery, and could make you fall into the puddle, and you could try jumping OVER the water, but if you miss solid ground by an inch, you know the consequence(s). After the race, my shoes, socks, legs, shirt was dirty. It's kinda obvious, but I had to wash my leg about 3times to get it real spanking clean. It felt soothing. I looked stupid when I was on the way home. I took Ian's parent's car to Tampines, and from there, took a bus home. My attire was a little unusual. Uniform (torso) + PE shorts. I looked pretty weird.
My Internet download speed is balancing at 117kb/Sec. Quite reasonable. Argh my body is aching. Just went down for private coaching. My legs, body and hands are like yea, aching. Worst still, I have to wake up early tomorrow to do CIP. And, I have to play squash tomorrow, cause I want to.
62%!!
