Friday, January 06, 2006 | 2:22 AM

First friday with new timetable. I think there is this nice sene of familarity continuing the practice of having physics prac on friday. And Mrs Chan is right on the count that it is our first free friday and we dont know what to do with our time. Actually, something was planned but due to unforseen circumstances, I didn't get to play. Eeek. Having loads of time now is currently a novelty and luxury. I don't think I will be thinking like this very soon, judging by the imminent lecture tests and stuff.

Today's PE instructor is Mr Tommy Lee. I think maybe we are rotating the instructors or something because Mr Lim was taking us on Wed. Both had different approaches to training us for Napfa and both are just as torturous as how training for Napfa goes. However, for today, we can run 6 rounds at any speed, but on one condition, WITHOUT STOPPING. -knees buckle-

Well, I hate running just for running. While shaping up my lower limbs can be said as one of the comestic incentive to running, I still don't like it. Make me sprint after the bus, run ater a brat and pull his tongue out so he would stop making so much noise in AMK library, play bball (which doesnt mean much running cox I always play half court), or even chase after a white and black patched ball in the name of kicking it and scoring, but make me run and I freak. Maybe it is the striking resemblance it bears towards the monotony of some lectures or something. Haha.

The gals in my class are really really nice to want to complete the run together, and this means everyone having to stop to a crawl so that I can actually breath, jog and continue breathing. It really wasn't easy for me to continue running and running, because all the while my muscles are shrieking and I was thinking that each step didn't bring me to the finishing line fast and near enough. Which brings me to the strength of positive thinking and the manipulativity of the human mind. I think I don't take encouragement to heart easily sometimes. Especially when my negative thoughts were polarising my optimism. Bee was really great, she managed to keep up a flow of monologue to distract me and banned me from replying. :) I would say that it actually does work okay, I only managed to discover that I hasbt been stopping by the 4th plus round. Bee started in third. =)

-random thought- Just remembered those TV shows where they show people trying to commit suicide by jumping off the roof. There will always be police, or some relative, or some passerby who has suffered greater trials and tribulations and survived, who manages to distract the person with the logic of not jumping in a continuous babble, and while the person is distracted, a police oficer would dash out, grab the person to safety, who would do one of these things. 1. Break down and cry. 2. Angrily attack the officer for saving them. Collapse and faint. 4. Run towards the loved ones and hug. Okok, of course all these losuy thoughts are products of too much quality time spent withthe TV. But man, Ms Tay is right. Channel 8 is dangerous.

Anyway, Jamie and Eeling both took turns to compare my leg length and insist that I can take bigger strides, and the rest kept up a flow encouragement etc. It must have been hard for them to adapt to my pace, if one would even call mine a pace. This reminds me of smthg like the rate determining step. And whenever I stopped, Jamie shoves, albeit gently, and threatens to step on my feet if I dont start jogging again. And so, I finished the whole run with only stops which lasted a maximum of 2 secs each. Less than that, considering that I was forced to continue in mid rest. =D And I am not complaining that I finished the run in such a manner by the way, I am touched and encouraged by what those babes had done. Thanks, I really apreciate that.

Of course, there is always the thought of waking up tmr with aching muscles to remind me that finishing the run doesnt mean the ordeal is over. =)

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