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Today I have a track competition which means you go on bus and have running competitions with other schools and it’s a chaotic and stressful day but I miss out on school and the people who are also in it are nice. Which is good because thank god since the singlets we were aren’t hiding my scars I am option to tape them but it affects my running performance too much and no one in these competitions care if you see some sh scars but the worst thing they say if they say anything is are you ok at least they aren’t being rude. However Our coach Mrs Singh brought my boyfriend Nick so he can help out in case anyone gets injured since Mrs Singh will be chasing us 247 to go on our races on time. Also I had a big ish breakfast which was two pieces of toast with some bacon.
Today I have 100m sprint, 800m, 400m and 1500m for all the runs which is not bad it’s an ok order but having 400 then a 1500 is not good but I don’t mind it. I did my 100 sprint and I came second but it was my personal best time which was 12.5 seconds and it was easy as pie. Then I had 800 which I came first at a time of one min 48 my personal best and it was a bit harder but I did it then I went into the tent and had a sip of water Nick said “hey you did such a good job with the runs” then after I said “thanks but I have go do my 400”. When I walked on the track I knew something was wrong but I waited for the whistle to go then I just run jogging and sprinting when I got to the line I realised no one was in-front I was first I didn’t even know what the time was but Mrs Singh looked proud so ok I guess. Now I waited about 2 mins now the 1500m
I start jogging slowly for the first 800 meters lap then the second I speed up very fast as quickly as my body physically can and I keep going until I’m slowing down to the line I fall and see black. I woke up and I’m in like a one of those ambulance cars that they rent for events and I’m on a stretcher with a blood pressure machine on my ring finger and Mrs Singh says “your back ok you just fainted because of low blood pressure but you did come first but let’s put something in ya” I still feel bad and then I see a nervous Nick Nelson with my lunch a pasta salad and he said “I can give him some of his lunch” then he starts feeding me like I’m a 5 year old kid for the first bites but then I finish it myself then this man of mine massage my stomach while I have a thin track singlet on then the final results came out for the day and I got a trophy for the 1500 and now I’m getting into semi finals for it