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31 January, 2008

2:31 PM

Yes, i'm here to complain abt the run again. But pls don't go away. Ok, i really really hate running. And it's draining me of energy, so how am i to concentrate during lessons?! And you know, as a class, we hv to run at the same speed but some ppl's stamina are super gd, like those badminton players and trackers. What abt my stamina, it's just...er...not as WOW. Well, i know my flaw so i stay at the back of the train my class forms, with Ben and Cheryl.

During this wk's run, Ben was lagging behind cos of pain at the hip area, i think, and Cheryl wanted to wait for her. But you know, the teacher knows our tactics quite well, and excuses like "I was waiting for her" just can't be taken in consideration. Cheryl had no choice but to continue the run with me. And later on, she had stitches and i um, needed the toilet again. I seriously couldn't continue anymore and then, i was slower than the class by a round. And another thing that kept me from going were my shoelaces. They unloosed like abt 3 times! I tied the shoelaces tight okay, they weren't loose on purpose.

Anw, i feel really bad. The ppl in front seemed upset with Ben, Cheryl and i, cos we were separated from them. The shoelaces and all might just be excuses but i can't run for goodness' sake. I could barely breathe cos i hardly run so fast. I tried my best to stay with the class but a stomache held me back, at the 8th round. This time, i HAD to leave. For the toilet, yeah.

Now, abt running again - PE. We were asked to run abt 12 rounds round the track, like Nafa. First round was still okay, second was a bit of panting, second and a half round was almost dying, and you can guess the rest. Well, for motivation, i pretended the girl behind me was a dog. Ok, i know it's kinda bad, but i needed to move! Ya, she was a "dog", a fierce mean dog chasing after me. Of course i ran. But like half a round later, I gasped. She was still behind me, moving even closer. That was why i disregareded the idea and ran at my own pace.

Haha, actually the fren that i treated as a dog was the one i met with again and again while running. The last few rounds were made up of 1/4 walking and then when i saw the early birds dash from behind, i ran for a 3/4 round. That's what i call great motivation. I know i'm one of the slowest runners...but at least i wasn't the last:D

Next post: comin soon. Cos my hands are tired, and i think you've seen enough of complaints. It's gonna be abt... frens, parents and i, new yr clothes, songs... Ya, mainly about me -.-

♥ loves.