trying to be supportive
Back when I was about 14, I was 'ok' at running. So much so that I took part in a cross country run as part of an inter-school sort of thing. A few of my mates made the run too.

As we're running the race, rain pouring, mud-a-plenty, one of my mates starts breathing a bit funny (turns out he suffered from asthma) he didn't have his inhaler, so for safety i thought I'd run along side him to keep an eye on him.

We discussed how it wasn't worth it to take it so seriously, especially not as he couldn't really breath. We agreed that we'd cross the line last together, strength in numbers or something...

We slowed down quite a bit and got overtaken by pretty much everyone.

Just as we're both about to finish last, approaching the finish line, the sod sped up shouting over his shoulder something or other about thanks for making sure he didn't die.

I finished last.

I didn't race again.
( Ya What Skiddlyboop, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 13:34, Reply)