The above mentioned title just summarizes how we, or I, especially, felt for the past two days.
If you may have already know, I faced a sucky situation in which I wasn't able to participate in the Nicorette Quitter's Run. However, after like 10000 times of things changing here and there, lots of confusion and unconfirmed rumors, I am still able to go for it tomorrow. YAY!
It is an extremely long and complicated story. And I've learnt one simple lesson from doing Istana; nothing is CONFIRMED until the last SECOND. How true it was for my case.
If anyone wants a feel of being in Istana platoon, I would describe it as: emo---MORE EMO-----SUPER EMO----SUPER HAPPY!!---nervous---paranoid---SUPER DUPER EMO---SUPER HAPPY AGAIN---SUPPPPPER FREAKING EMO---and the cycle continues.
Basically, it's all mindf*** stuff.
Going to cut things short now, as I need my 7 hours of sleep. Back on track, back on focus. I had given up on the run just less than 48 hours ago but now that I can make it, I just wanna remind myself to get serious! Tomorrow is 7.5km! Aiming for 37 min and below, which is tough, but if I break it, I would have reached the next level =)))
Haha...after all that's said and done, after the dust clears...I'm still able to make it tomorrow.
You'd be the death of me. *Smiles sheepishly*
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