| | I had NEVER been so tired in my entire 15 years of life... 0__0
I barely made it back home and before collapsing on a bed, and I vaguely wondered if I was going to wake up.
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I normally go to the gym on Saturdays for half an hour. The gym here's supposedly only allowed for those 16 and older, but I always used to fake it anyway and got in all this time, but then recently they started asking again and again and being really suspiciously about my age. So today, I didn't want to risk it, and instead, went running outside of my residence instead. I made a new playlist in my ipod with 3 songs in it so when I finish running, it would be just a little over 10 minutes.
So I ran, and there was a small slope where I met my dad who happened to be running as well. So I waved and ran with him. I probably ran a bit faster than normal to keep up with my dad.
After one more lap of running, I had to run up the small slope again, and this time, I couldn't bear it. I ended up stopping and putting my upper body's weight onto my knees and just, feeling and hearing my heart banging itself viciously against my ribcage as though it wants to just put a hole in there and come out to bounce on the floor.
I walked up the rest of the slope, suppressing an urge to lay on the ground.
After having to walk up, I had to run this small flat distance that led to a hiking trail. I just ran in, stopped, and started walking back out. By that time, the third and last song had finished and so it marked the end of my running.
But I was literally _dying_ and I knew it. It must have been partly my ipod's fault because my EARS were hurting, of all things... dude, it hurt. My head wasn't doing any better over all because I had this insufferable... migraine; the back of my head hurt, and my spine was hardly supporting my body properly-- I felt the need to slump really often (and fall onto the ground if only I can); my leg muscles weren't doing good either; my heart was STILL threatening to jump out of my chest.
By the time I reached the slope downwards towards my block, I swear, it was the hardest downward slope I've ever, ever, EVER walked. I could hardly carry my own weight, actually, with a migraine, hurting ears, pounding heart, dying muscles, AND, unfocused eyes.
Unfocused eyes-- I was walking down the slope when I looked around at the surroundings and I just felt like there was something in front of my eyes, blocking them from proper vision. I wasn't wearing my glasses from all the sweat, but still, I found myself wondering when my eyesight had worsened to this extent, and whether or not I have one of those bad eye diseases. I wondered if it was night already. I wondered why it suddenly seemed to dim all around.
The lights from the lamp posts glared, really blindingly brightly, but I couldn't be sure. It hurt just to look.
When I was about five metres away from the entrance to my block lobby, I just sat down on this bench outside of my block. I couldn't walk anymore at that time, you see, going down the slope was really hard work, but I didn't really want to collapse in the middle of the road so I held it. Again, I wondered if my vision had really worsened or if it was from exhaustion. After a minute of so of sitting down though, my vision was clearer again and I realised my eyes were unfocused due to exhaustion, and I thought, I have to get back home, quick. 0_0
Getting inside the lift proved to be extremely dangerous though, because the lift lacked proper air circulation-- it's so old, and I swear I couldn't breathe. When I got out, that shared space between the four apartments that were on the same floor wasn't any better. The air was still really bad because it's probably the same air all the time (the only time the air actually MOVES is when someone opens a door) and I managed to fish out the keys from my pocket.
My mum asked me where I went running because she didn't see me in the gym. I answered her but she didn't hear me. I gave up projecting my voice.
By the time I got to my room, my legs ALMOST just gave away before I reached the bed and I felt like I was seriously going to die or just pass out or something. I've never felt so tired in my entire life before; not when I went swimming training, not when I ran the school cross-country, not when I ran the biathlon, not anything. I was lucky I even made it to the bed and just collapsed there for about 10 minutes before waking up again and just laying there for another 5 minutes, and THEN proceed to feel bad about the fact that I was all sweaty and I was on my SISTER'S bed, not my own. (Because I have to climb a ladder to my own and I lacked that energy to do so.) Also, I realised that my sister had a fever 2 days ago and I was so weak at that time that I might have caught something. >.>
Anyway, I'm fine now, thank god. I think I might develop a running-phobia from now on... The headache's subsided, but gosh, if I hadn't sat that to refocus before entering the lift, I might have collapsed IN the lift, which is even worse because no one would know and the doors would close and there'd be even less oxygen.
Sporting when you're someone with such a weak heart like me, is really dangerous. (I've never been the one with good stamina, not even when I trained. In comparison to a normal person, I get tired way too easily.)
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The only good news is though, that I must have lost 2 pounds at least, from that, and I also have very good skin at the moment from the sweating. XD
Okay, not funny.
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I have loads of Japanese worksheets to do. T___T
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I'm watching that Bruce Almighty II tomorrow morning with my mum, and then coming back to do more Japanese worksheets. I hope I can finish, but, I also have Chinese lessons tomorrow. And then I hope to do art homework as well. Arrrgh...
*must be positive*
#Krisso
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