It was Tuesday, and the day started like any other, with the daily morning routine. I was pleased that I could run in Mr. Hunter's group. After breakfast, we still had some time until the first training session.
Then it was also time for the topic of speed. Once again, I overdid it and had to take a break, as I could no longer walk without a pulling pain in my thigh.
The second session was in the afternoon on the topic of jumping power. I really couldn't concentrate at all, as I had received a message from Mr. Blinzer, the school volleyball coach, after lunch asking if I wanted to play mixed doubles. I thought for a moment, but then I wrote to him that unfortunately this year I can't. Because I have decided to take a break from mixed volleyball for myself, as it hasn't been good for me lately. In response, I received a very long message stating that I was an essential support and much more, which made me reflect. I told him that I would think it over. And with these thoughts, I went into the second session, wanting simply to distract myself so I wouldn't have to think about it.
During the session, I was able to push my thoughts aside for at least two hours. I did my best in the unit, and afterwards the teachers talked about wanting to go for a run in the evening. As a joke, they asked if anyone wanted to join, but everyone declined. I, however, asked if I could join them, as I just wanted to exhaust myself that day because of my thoughts.
The two teachers were happy to take me along; they just asked if it wasn't too much for me. I replied that I still wanted to do something. And so we met at a certain time and went for a run of about 4 kilometers. Mrs. Angermann and Mrs. Hirschbeck admired me for sticking to my own pace so well.
Because I was having problems with my knee while running, they kept asking me if I was in pain. I denied this every time, not knowing that I was in great pain, but I just wanted to push my limits that day.
After running, I ended the day with a jump into the sea, which felt really good for my exhausted body. In the evening, I sat there and thought about what I should write to Mr. Blinzer. I let him know that I needed a little more time. And so it came to the unforgettable incident at the training camp...
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