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Showing posts with label Hell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hell. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Kinda Disapointing

Heads up now… This is a RANT.

So after attending my track practice this Monday, I found that I WAS invited to the last meet! I just didn’t know because I never got the email with my invitation. I also found out that I have qualified to throw javelin and nearly made times to run the 200 and girls 4x400 relay for the Pineview meet. I am SO CLOSE!

The event Schedule for the Pineview meet I qualified for, courtesy of the coaches email on Monday.



But here’s the catch, even with those new achievements under my belt, I can’t go. Why, you may ask, because I have my last freaking two day tournament (of the regular season) on the SAME DAYS as the meet! Talk about misfortunate, I wanna run AND play, don’t make me choose, that just ain’t cool dude.
My track coaches know that I had a prior commitment to volleyball but I still really want to compete in track so you can bet your boots I’m gonna haul ass in this Wednesday’s meet. I need to prove that I can set a new personal record and make up for not making it to last Saturday’s meet. I’m taking this as the chance to truly KICK ASS in the 400, which is my best race.



That is, until today… I ran my worst time for my best race. I got a seventy-two second 400 and in the process strained my leg and made the last 200 absolute Hell to run. I walked off the track today with a limp, but hey, I finished. On the downside, however, I had to drop my Open 200 and go home before the girls 4x400 due to the fact that I could no longer put enough pressure on my right leg even to walk, which meant running was out of the question. So I finished the day with my best accomplishment being that I got checked out by multiple guys from both Park City and others schools at the meet. And to be honest, even that was kinda disappointing.

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Sports in P.E.

Alright, I’m convinced. School P.E. is only designed to make you strongly dislike the sport with a fiery passion. That’s the only thing you can take away from these units is that this SUCKS! We had a volleyball unit in my school last week, and I’m sure you can imagine my excitement when it was first proposed, but as soon as we started I regret that decision.

I don’t care if you aren’t good at the sport but at least pretend to try. Half-ass it, I really don’t care, but don’t just stand there the whole time and then step out of the way when the ball is coming directly to you. If you’re moving and the ball drops at your feet, because you backed up, I’m no longer worried about winning or losing the game, I’m gonna kill ya! I’m sorry but that honestly pisses me off more than just about anything in that class. And anyone high schooler can tell you that your gym class is the most likely to contain every person you can’t stand, but to make it worse is when no one TRIES!!


Taken from the study guide given to us by my gym teacher




I had to ref a “game”, if you can even call it that, and I watched a guy take, I kid you not five minutes to serve the ball. Which, okay, whatever, they don’t play, I won’t be too harsh. But he served it straight to a girl who was TURNED AROUND! She wasn’t even facing the court! She was looking away, messing with her hair and she let the ball drop right at her feet and said, “Oh. Haha, I wasn’t paying attention, that point shouldn’t count.” I wanted to wring her neck!


But I tried not to let it show just how much that bothered me, until the exact same thing happened AGAIN… I swear I was so close to leaving the sideline and stringing this girl up by her toes! (That’s a Texan threat, I’m sorry if it doesn’t make sense). Ugh! I seriously can’t stand sports in P.E.

Friday, December 12, 2014

It Will Be Hell

Y’all have heard of that thing recovering addicts get called withdrawals right? So it turns out that if an athlete gets used to a certain routine, you can get a similar outcome. Okay, maybe not everyone has this but I definitely do, and it sucks! Now this wouldn’t be a problem if my club owned it’s own gym. But we don’t. So since we have to deal with the parent teacher conferences at the school we normally use for practice is in use… Which means we don’t have half of our practices this week! I mean what is that?!

That’s bullshit, that’s what that is! (Pardon my French, but I’m sure you can understand my frustration here.)

Elevate logo on the back of one of my jackets


Back to my point, withdrawals from lack of exercise. You might have absolutely no idea what I mean, I’m talking about: cramps in muscles that are expecting a workout, decreased appetite, and the worst in my opinion, laziness. When there’s not something that you are required to do, you don’t want to do anything at all. In many cases if I don’t go to practice, I will procrastinate on my homework by watching How I Met Your Mother on Netflix. I find myself slugging around with the most physical activity being my thumbs either texting or pathetically using the Xbox controller, neither ever requiring more than my wrists to move. As you can probably guess, it’s pretty sad.


To make matters worse, after next week, my club is off for Christmas break. Now most of you don’t know my family, (I hope) but we like to eat. I mean we REALLY like to eat, which is why we work out so much. So that’s how I’ll be spending the break: food, Netflix, food, hopefully play a bit, and more food. NOT a good recipe without a guaranteed practice in case any of you were wondering. My advice? Don’t follow my examples, and if you must… Know when you go back, it will be Hell.