The sixth days

    The mental states of minds I had during my individual 100m sprint and 10x200m relay - were complete polar opposites. I was so psyched yet too nervous. Today wasn't lucky at all, braces hurt like fuck and I got a sore throat. Along with that, my butt hurts like a bad bitch. My calves are straining to survive as I trudge with every step - not. Surprisingly my body - is adapting into my mind. That's on days when I feel the desperate need to succeed - and my 100m sprint... was FUCKING DEPRESSING.
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.

    Yeah, that's all. Run during the weekend, I pray. iPod shuffle. Omnomnom :D