Tomorrow is probably going to be my last 2k of the season. I’ve been trying not to freak out and trying to mentally prepare myself. The thing is, it’s not even really a test. The whole damn thing is optional. But this stupid little 8 minute erg piece is so much more personal to me. I feel obligated to break 8. I feel obligated to do good at this. And if I don’t, I’m a failure. If I can’t do this, then why the hell do I deserve to be on such a great boat with people who are so passionate about this sport? It just makes me so mad because I know that I am more than capable of getting on that erg and pulling under 8:00. But I always end up freezing. And that can’t happen. Tomorrow is gonna be tough. And im gonna eat properly, rest, and get all this mental shit out of my head. Im gonna do this.
SPOILERS!
I don’t why, but I cried harder this time even knowing that Prim was going to die.
You know, i don’t even remember crying last time…but last night man…
I mean the tears were just pouring. And then when i finally calmed myself down, that stupid cat showed up (okay he isn’t stupid and I love him) But then Katniss had to start yelling at him how she was never coming back…my room was a fucking pool.
But yeah, it was a pretty emotional night, and I really was just dreading that part, because Prim is probably my favorite character next to Finnick.
