Running

I hate running.

Seriously.

I do.

Well, I know that running is the 'mother' of sport but I suck at running. If you see me in person you will know why. I look hideous when running. BUT don't picture me as one lazy woman who fail her PE (baca: olah raga) class. Back in high school years I'm quite active in sport, in fact I always get minimal 8 for PE. Took volleyball for extracurricular and even join the school team (though mostly sat on the bench :D) not because I suck but because most of the team had been in this team since junior high (excuse....excuse).

During my highschool year, there's one time that we had to run ard 1 km to circle our school block. From the front of my school, to the church, to the road behind, to the gas station and finally back to the school yard. At the sound of the first whistle, the whole class ran like a stampede and just 50 m, I tripped and fell flat on my face !!!! Ok..that would be a good excuse not to run. God seems agree that I really suck at this.

Alas, you know Satan wouldn't allow happiness to mankind so next week our coach told us that I and some friends that was 'too sick' last week have to do a make up session. Oh s_ _ _!!! There wouldn't be any excuse not to run as it'll count to our final grade. No matter how good you're at other sport, still this thing count 25% of your grade. Ouch!!!! Knowing, that there'll be no hope so I just prepared myself for the worst.

So you think I'm gonna fall again??? Ha ha...wrong thinking pal!!! Miracle does happen pal!!

And my miracle for me came in the form of : BAJAJ!!! Yup, after running form abt 100 mtr, a bajaj just passed and I stopped it. Then I told him to take me to the gas station, I even paid double. As you can guess, I got to the gas station first then pretend to jog a while after a few friend passed then SWOOOSSSHHHH, I just ran like a mad woman on loose!!!! And got the the school yard just pretend that I was just won a marathon. With all the panting and sweating, well I guess I can win an oscar for that.

So people, who says there's no light at the end of the tunnel!!! Oh yeah, I just glad that my coach didn't send me to some sort of running competition otherwise I'd have to pray for David Copperfield to make my Bajaj disappear.

Note:
credit must be given to the bottled water manufacturer due to effect of sweating during my 'acting period'. You guys should win an oscar for best effect specialist.