Ow.

My. Head. Hurts. This headache is the equivalent to unhappiness. Uuugh..I blame volleyball this morning. For some reason, our coach decided this to be the day to make us work extra hard. (But it was sort of a punishment too, because she said she counted how many laps we did when we started running and we only did 7 instead of 10..But no one ever runs 10, so I don't know why she didn't do this before) So, we started off the day with 10 (or 7) laps, like we do every day..But THAT'S WHEN IT ALL STARTED! *Twilight Zone music* She made us do wallsits for a minute or so, which is usually a painful experience, but it wasn't that bad today because we've done these so much I guess i'm used to them. (She usually makes us do these for not getting low when passing the ball.) Then she made us get down on the floor and do 30 sit-ups and 15 push-ups..Sit-ups weren't really that bad either, but I can hardly do 5 push-ups without my arms giving out. After that, we lined up in 6 lines and ran up and down the bleachers as fast as we could, which wasn't bad either, because we weren't really doing much, honestly. But then we started doing suicides..If you don't know what they are, they're where you start on the basketball foul line or whatever, and run to the end of the gym or the mid-court line, depending on how generous your coach is feeling or what's on the other side of mid-court, and then back. Doesn't sound that bad, but after going back and forth a few times with only about a 17 second break in between, it gets icky..Especially considering that there were only two people in my line: Me and my friend. Oh yeah, we were only running to halfcourt, but we did it for a long time and sprinting. That was the end of our punishment, but then they had to clear us out of the gym because they were doing something special for chapel today, so our coaches decided to make us run a mile..Outsiiiiide. Mind you, it was HOT. Or humid, more rather..But still, we all ended with red faces and sweat in places we shouldn't be sweating. ;lskdf My head hurts.

This entry really had no point other than to report my complaints to the public, and hopefully wait for that ibuprofen to kick in and junk...But i'm out of things to talk about, hehehe. Oh well, there's only one more game of the season, and possibly a tournament. I'm kind of hoping my coach won't choose me to go to the tournament, it was so boring and tiring last year.

HOKAYwell, i'm going to go do something somewhat productive, haha. Byebye!