Run Forest Run

So even though I should make a post about Forest Gump and the type of message it portrays, this post is about me. I'll still talk about Forest Gump though, maybe, probably not. But anyways, I haven't mentioned it here yet but I'm on the track team. I used to make fun of track. Or atleast one kid that acted like he was badass just cause he was on track. Track's not so much a joke, but the kid is. I never knew if it was heckling or accurate but from what I heard he never showed up to practice and had to run an event, just cause they didn't have anyone else to run it. I already knew he's a bad runner, just from looking at him. He never maintains the fit, slimmed, but muscular body form that a runner would have. I got to that in about 4 weeks, he never got there because he didn't go to practice everytime. But track is actually hard work, even though it's full body the workout is really concentrated. With only three categories; Distance, Sprinters, and Field events, you get your ass worked. I even talked around and the Cross Country team has the hardest workout schedule in the school. But just damn, I got stuck in distance even though I'd prefer sprinting so at the end of practice, I need to just lay down and only move my upperbody all day. There's a few rules to pay note to though. First, no carbonated drinks unless you want a giant ass cramp under your rib cage. Second? Well, no acidic or greasy foods before practice unless you want it to go in reverse. Final? Make sure you perfectly relieve yourself before practice unless you want to wet yourself while running, or have an ass bomb. These are my personal rules, obviously from the last one. Seriously though, running with an ass full of shit turns it from a solid to a liquid. Back to talking about Distance though, I think I managed to show promise. Besides the fact the coaches only bitch at or pay attention to runners that they think can go somewhere, which happens to me a lot but I'm also a magnet to conflict with authority. But, we had a mock meet and they wanted me to run in it. They were going to pick two or three out of the 6 or 7 of us that ran. I ran a 500 and a 1000, but I cut out in both. I don't know what the hell was going on but I had a good start on the 1000 but then couldn't breath, and the 500 I just could barely walk. I wasn't in the shape for a mock meet that day. After that though they put sprinters in some distance events because only 2 of us were ready to compete in the first place. I'll touch down on Forest Gump tomorrow or something, pretty nice story if you ask me.