My coach is crazy, but also kinda nice

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The following dialogue is courtesy of my lovely coach.

Coach: today for dry land we're going to run

Me: *subconsciously makes a face*

Coach: now, we're not going to run all the way around the lake today

Me: *finds out there is a lake*

Coach: but we are going to run for twenty minutes. No walking. 

Me: *dies a little inside*

Coach: readysetgo

Me: *runs, but really slowly and soon can't see the rest of the team*

Me: *gets back (last one)*

Coach: 20 kangaroos (A/N: kangaroos are like bunny hops on steroids)

Me: *dies some more*

Coach: 20 streamline jumps (A/N: streamline jumps are squats with a jump and streamline)

Me: *is almost completely dead*

Coach: find a partner

Me: *finds a partner*

Coach: leg lifts!

Me: *doesn't know what leg lifts are, so watches for a second. Proceeds to find out you grasp your partner's ankles, lift your legs up, and then your partner pushes your legs back down*

Coach: wheelbarrow race!

Me: *nearly face plants into the grass like, three times because I have no balance when walking on my hands*

Coach: alright we're done

Me: *collapses onto the grass, then goes inside*

Coach: *to me* you don't like running, do you?

Me: no

Coach: I thought so, you made a face when you heard we were running today

Me: *in my head* BRAIN YOU DONT WORK JUST GO DIE IN A HOLE SOMEWHERE!

Coach: good job though

Me: *is completely revived until I see today is a kick/fast day, then dies completely*

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