Darth Squeaker - Ramblings Of An Misunderstood Scientist

Who knew water polo was so tiring?

Meh. Two quarters of 5 minutes and I was tired. Not exhausted but then, it wasn't like I really put in a lot of effort. I did sprint for the ball. I got to it (yay!) passed it to lionel and then my boss screams, "Go! Bingming! Swim in!" And I'm exhausted from sprinting. I'm thinking, don't I get a break or something for getting the ball? Sigh. Not that I'm very good. I had a pretty good chance of scoring right at the end of the game. Typically, though, the ball slipped out of my hand just as I reached for it. Funny how that only happens when you don't want it to. Oh well.

Anyway, I have new respect for water polo players. The proper kind. Not the humbug, slacker-ish, swimming-dropout kinds. Heh.

Also, am very burnt on my shoulders. Hm.

Finally.

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Posted by Ming at May 4, 2005 09:28 PM