Track and Field Part 6

Oh man, it really ain't easy living a nocturnal life. Your biological clock will be seriously screwed and you'll end up feeling tired all the time. Think it was last saturday (didn't work on friday night and saturday night),and 1 tried to sleep at around 4am (figured it was late enough and I was feeling a little tired). And guess what, I woke up 2 hours later like it's some sort of afternoon nap.


I'm not sure if it's the same for others but I never had the need to set the alarm clock whenever I was taking an afternoon nap (took them quite often last time). It's like you'll wake up automactically after 2 or 3 hours of sleep. The same thing happened that day, except that it happened during the night.

Left me feeling pretty fucked up really. I originally intended to wake up at 9am and ended up short at 6am. So I figured that 3 hours worth of sleep is too good to pass up on and that I should continue sleeping. But I couldn't no matter what I do! I tried to think about boring stuff but ended up finding myself marvelling at how smart Michael Scofield is. I tried to tire myself out by twisting and rolling around the bed only to find myself getting more energetic. And I got so desperate that I actually attempted to count sheeps (lost count at 200 plus).


It was till 7am that I realised that everything I do wasn't working. Wouldn't it be nice that human beings have an on/off button that put us into sleep mode whenever we wish? Well in the end I decided to just wake up and face the brand new day.

Back to how shitty I'm feeling right now. The above is how it all began. Nevertheless, the main entry here is to round up my exciting and thrilling TnF life that I had. Righttt.

Yeah I guess it's pretty obvious that I decided to call it quits prematurely when I was around Secondary 3. I was dying to quit and totally lost interest in training. All because the coaches decided to review their training strategy. They decided to group long distance runners together, short distance runners together and no hopers together.

I've got quite a few close friends in Tnf actually. It's pretty amazing how much people can bond together if they undergo tough training together. People will all suddenly develop a common interest which is to curse and swear at the coach for being such a stuck-up and strict old geezer. And it's funny how some people can curse so well. That was during my first two years when the coaches decided to use a more "general" approach for training.

So we all got splited up. I got stuck in short distance running where everybody was competitive as hell and just wasn't on the same wavelength as me. Others went to long distance and the rest went to "no hopers". Though I wasn't exactly training alone, it felt as though I was and that effectively drained away all the determination I had in me to train.


Coupled with the fact that I got a "stead" (that's what they call it then) and was so besotted with her that I needed to spend time with her all the time, which is impossible if I were to remain in TnF (3 days training a week), I decided to end my relationship with Tnf, though I suppose I could have done it better.

I've actually bumped into my coach a few times in school and I never had the courage to apologize to him for putting his faith in me. I can't exactly describe the look on his face when he saw me, just that it was enough to make me regret that I left TnF over such silly reasons now that I reminicise about it.

Oh well, time flies and it's now more than 5 years since then. And I've decided (say is say lah) to train as intensively as I did then in the coming months to prepare myself for National Service. Wish me luck..


Because I will need it.