hellish runs and heavenly finishes.

It was the most strenuous, torturous period of my life. And I'm not kidding. I've never almost collapsed after a run before. At least before I could still stand. Before I could still walk after the run. After the first round, my legs were on fire and my chest felt like it was going to implode and I was thinking - "what's the point of running so hard, we're gonna lose anyway." then, "but they're all waiting for me. I don't want them to see me walking." On the way I saw eskor urging me on but I couldn't hear him because of my ipod. Then at the last stretch I saw sid cheering me on and I knew I couldn't bring myself to stop running in front of my teammates. 

Then finally, finally I reached the end. I just felt like lying on the ground and breathing. My legs felt like blocks of lead. Everything felt so surreal but what helped the most was that everyone was there. I remember collapsing onto the floor (and juns laughing). I remember someone saying "don't sit down, you'll faint when you stand up" and then leaning on ernest and sid because I couldn't hold myself upright. (haha sorry guys!) 

I remember everyone asking me if I was alright and congratulating me, although I didn't think I deserved it because I know I wasn't fast enough. They say you're supposed to feel accomplished, but I didn't. All I wanted was for my legs to thaw and for the nausea to go down. What made it worth it wasn't the accomplishment I was supposed to feel. It was knowing that people were there for me when I felt like collapsing. So thank you, all of you.