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2007-12-19, 1:04 p.m.

Back ache. omg. i think i haven't twisted in a long time, that should explain the ache. but i should be happy cause that means i haven't forgotten how to row. but that little bit of sprinting yesterday.. i don't care, no one can blame me cause i haven't sprinted in a long time. yet i wouldn't call that sprinting. that is far from really sprinting. oh man. i miss those days with bernie. we were not too bad eh?! training together with char and jas. feeling the lactic build up in our forearms. breaking the initial inertia and then flying in the water. the momentum, the glide with every pull. the power in every stroke. the breath catching in our throat. the panting after every set. the trembling of our entire body till the whole boat shakes. the kicking that completes the whole stroke. the sudden upping of the cycle. '10 seconds to start!' and then we are off. remember our heats, one power stroke ahead and then we owned the race. our starts were good. we pulled ahead so fast. and then we maintained and no one could catch us. calling for power 10s. hearing the heavy breathing trying so hard to catch us. then they gave up. and we crossed the finish line happily. finals were even better. and you still dare tell me the other day you tuned out during our finals. you gotta be kidding right?! but it doesnt matter cause i know you were pulling hard. and it was the best race of my life. thank you for that race. for the best race of my life. for the only gold medal after two silvers the past two years. k2 1000m is my event. always has been. But the 2007 k2 1000m A div title is ours. i digressed as usual. but i guess i haven't thanked you properly before. so that's my thank you. my very first and last A div partner. only you know what i mean eh? haha.

i did something totally ridiculous just now. i sat and stared out of my window at a stupid mynah bird that was trying to dry itself. it looked like a dog while it was shaking and ruffling its feathers, trying to get the water out. then it kept using it's stupid leg to scratch it's stupid head. i thought it would scratch it's eyeballs out. wth. i hate birds. so that means i wasted 10 mins of my life.

i could have better spent that 10 mins. and i'm sick of essays. i think i just want to cut and paste my old essays and join it into one stupid thing.

christmas is coming. but i don't need to think up a wishlist for all the things i want. i already know the one thing that i want.

wonderful - memories