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Swim team at 8:20 am tomorrow, aka in 8 hours.
Just thinking about going back there for any other reason than leisurely fun rapidly increases my heart rate.
I'm just gonna quickly vent for a second(mostly because no one really reads my book and it's mentally beneficial to do this).
There's this swim coach that I worked with on Monday, and she was constantly chastising me to the point of a panic attack in the fucking pool. I had stopped working out for a few weeks because I wasn't motivated, so naturally when I started to work out again my body needed(and still does) time to readjust. But no; this twat assumed I was so lazy or mentally incompetent that I was going slow on purpose.
After about 10 minutes of that, I could feel the anxiety bubbling in my chest while my arms felt like stones. Or perhaps the "anxiety" was just my regular ticks, who knows. Anyway, I eventually switched gears and began to break into a breast stroke, since that's the easiest on my joints. But H AH, here comes my swim coach and her loud ass whistle ready to reprimand me once more.
I honestly couldn't pull myself to say anything about it to her so I just sat there. Eventually she was just so "done" with me that she had the audacity to say,
"You, get out of the pool. You obviously don't know what you're doing."
Excuse me? You don't even know my name? Wow, thanks. Long story short, I awkwardly sat on the outskirts of the pool and said, "Overexertion." Whenever someone asked me why I wasn't swimming.
But, I'll be my optimistic self and pray tomorrow will be better.
The next post wont be venty, I swear. It'll most likely be a warriors drabble(probs Gullcatcher and Dewmask). But, like, fuck you.
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