Sunday, August 28, 2005
Thirty seconds away.
I feel pretty low this weekend. I had just recovered from a pair of extra sore eyes and then Bamm!,my ankle got stepped on and twisted.Actually training on friday was full of it. Several guys got injured, the worst being Akira(You got to take it easy man). Wait, only Anders got away scot-free, seeing that the guy practically has yellow titanium skin. Well, worst accidents have happened in MI(and its not even rugby). Didn't do much on Saturday and What a day! today.
Do you always get into this situation where a guy would overtake you and you would be like, Oh well, the guy isn't getting a stupid medal anyway but when you do finish you realised that the guy actually got a medal finish and you got jackshit for letting him have that position finish without much of a fight? It happened to me in the 2001 National cross-country, a Swift cross-country some years back and now making it an undignified three times today. Running the race in the middle of the pack is something, but knowing that you let a medal finish out of your hands and you don't even realise it? Damn, it sucks being the born loser.
Do you always get into this situation where a guy would overtake you and you would be like, Oh well, the guy isn't getting a stupid medal anyway but when you do finish you realised that the guy actually got a medal finish and you got jackshit for letting him have that position finish without much of a fight? It happened to me in the 2001 National cross-country, a Swift cross-country some years back and now making it an undignified three times today. Running the race in the middle of the pack is something, but knowing that you let a medal finish out of your hands and you don't even realise it? Damn, it sucks being the born loser.
