Alright. Kissing the track is literal. What? I can't kiss the track? It's an offence? Haha.. Either way, Coach has issues with me kissing the track. And yes, some of the conversation is exaggerated because I cannot really say that to her in real life. Those will be indicated. You would know.. Have fun reading it~
Coach: Okay, Nicole. Today you will be doing 3x400m workouts. You guys also.
Xander: *shrugs*
Tze Hao: *Nb..* Nicole, you always drag us down one leh..
Me: *what the hell!?* Oh Coach. What's the occasion? Why so happening suddenly?
Coach: Your IVP is coming and you are in the 400m.
Xander: Ya lor, Nic. You always like that one sia.
Tze Hao: Ya lor.
Me: WHAT?! Don't play with these kinda things, Coach. My heart is weak.
Coach: I know. That's why you must train more.
Me: *Nb.. Really say my heart weak..* You know I'm thin what. Still make me run ONE ROUND. YOU KNOW ONE ROUND IS VERY BIG!!!!?
Coach: Aiyah.. Where got. You run 84km, 400m you cannot? Can one la huh, Nicole..
Me: Funny sia. My toes laughing, gonna get stitch soon. Don't want la...
Coach: You can do it. Must have faith.
Me: *My faith long gone..* Mai lai ah. Always use the 84km to pressure me. So, its individual or team?
Coach: Both. I'm good to you right?
Me: Holy Mother of Pearls! Both!? What the heck?! Means I must run twice of the big circle?Coach: No. Thrice.
Me: *WTF!* Heats, Finals and Timed Finals. Walau....... Coach..I feel sick.
Coach: Ah, after running, you will feel better.
Me: Easier said than done leh.. You timing is it?
Coach: Ya la. If not, run for what.
Me: SHIT.
Tze Hao: *looks depressed*
(ready, go! left 100m to the finishing line..)
Coach: COME ON, NICOLE! DON'T SLOW DOWN! FASTER FASTER!
Me: *As if you running like that..*(crossed the line and collapsed..)
Coach: Nicole, you alright?
Me: *panting like a dog..
Coach: Stand up, don't sit..
Me: Timing? What was the goddamn timing?
Coach: 68s.. You slow down last minute. Don't worry, got two more.
Me: Shit, man.
Xander: Nic, you okay?
Me: What do you think? Sprint so fast for what. Make me look slow only.
Xander: Stand up and walk together one?
Me: Lactate..
Tze Hao: Nicole, aiyoh.
Me: Shut up la, Tze Hao. Act only.
Tze Hao: Eh. Need to act one meh? I got power.
Me: Power, my foot.
Coach: Come on guys. Walk.
Xander: *holds out hand to let me hold*
(second round, ready go! reaching finishing line..)
Coach: Come on, come on! Don't arch your back, Nicole!
Me: *crosses finishing line and lies on the floor* MEDIC!!!
Coach: Not bad. 69s.
Me: Whatever. As if I care.
Coach: Last one later. Don't lie down on the track. Tell you how many times already.
Me: I AM TIRED.
Coach: Who not tired. That's the whole point of training.
Me: I HATE TRAINING! I HATE TRACK! I WANNA QUIT!
Coach: Ah, here we go again. Nicole. Don't talk nonsense.
Tze Hao: Ya lor.. 84km seh.
Me: Mai lai ah, Tze Hao.
Xander: LOL.
Tze Hao: Nicole seh.
Xander: Nicole seh.
Me: Whatever. Coach: Nic, last one you better do fast or you do 5 more.
Me: Coach, I all also do properly. You ask me to do 5 more. You try me lor. You try.
Xander: Wah. Nicole angry already.
Tze Hao: Got aura seh.
Coach: I am serious. Haha..
Me: I am also serious.
(last round, at 200m line..)
Coach: *shouted.. DON'T SLOW DOWN!
Me: Oh my god..
Coach: Come on come on come on.. faster faster..
Me: HOLY. THAT FEELS SHIOK. *collapsed on the ground and lies there as if am dead..*
Coach: Stand up.. Don't lie down..
Me: Timing.. What's the goddamn timing..
Coach: 67.8s.. See! You can do it.
Me: Amen.
Xander: Good job, Nic.
Tze Hao: Sia la. Fast seh. Nicole Power.
Xander: Power.
Coach: Tze Hao, you another one. Slow down for what? She is only 2 secs behind you.
Tze Hao: I got hidden power but never bring. Haha..
Coach: Rubbish..
Me: Talk shit only. Always slack. Coach, he sucks.
Coach: Never mind. You guys train together, motivate each other.
Tze Hao: WALAU.. don't want lah..
Me: *rolls over and kisses the track..*
Coach: Nicole Tan.
Me: *give me a break la..* Okay okay. I love the synthetic grass!
Coach: Hopeless sia.
Me: Yea, Coach. Took you long enough!
Haha..So that's what I do after every 200m sprint, 400m and anything more than that. Including fartleks. It's good okay but not really healthy. You can practically feel your heart skipping so furiously against your chest. Haha.. Next up would be The Typical 200m Fartleks featured. Tze Hao. Haha =D
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