Cheated was the feeling i had throughout the day.
Yesterday i had my PE lesson. The training goes where you jog for 30min, non-stop. That was pretty fine with me. I jogged for about 15rounds with some laps doing interval sprint (i wanted to bring my fitness back asap). After that was some short sprint. Terrible. I had gave 100% for the 15rounds.
Nevermind. After PE was my track training. "Warm-up" 5 rounds. Fine with it. I tried my best. Then came the "hell" part. 100m sprint. Not once, not twice but TEN times. I was the last to complete. Then came the 200m sprint, eight times. By then, my muscle was in overdrive mode. A result of persistent missing from training over the past few months.
Prior to yesterday training, i had 8km run on Friday training.
As a result, i nearly pulled my muscle! (the same area where i had it nearly 2 years ago) I made myself totally tired out. No energy to move, no energy to walk and etc. Muscle aching from ankle to my back. Ankle hurt like anything. I slowly made my way to church for lesson. I am proud given my status :) Climbing many steps and walking up a very steep hill.
By then when i reached home its nearly 11pm. Dang. I fell asleep on my armchair before i quickly bathe and sleep.
I struggled to wake up the next morning. Reeling from all the muscle-ache and pain, i struggled between sleep and school. Still, i still went ahead. In the end, by the time i limp to school i am late. Mr Ser saw me and gave me a word- unfit -.- (then he think he fit meh).
The critical thinking set in. I wondered why do i made myself suffer? Making myself with no energy to do anything after training. Yet, the school show little empathy/sympathy toward us especially where one is injured. Moreover we are doing in the honour of our school too. Why be so silly to do all these? I questioned seriously. Upset as it is, i have made my mind.
Quitting the track was the smarter the things to do.
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