even if i become motivated, thigns stop me.
today i wanted to cry because the feeling you get from your team during a meet is so different from one during a normal day
everyone is connected by the common goal. to race our best. and we all support each other.
hearing cheers when you’re tired. seeing teammates stationed at evenly distributed spots on the track, and passing by them four times, with them calling your name and encouraging you.
i miss the old me.
it’s hard to want to run. but i want approval. want them to see that i’ve been trying my best. i get a good feeling from that.
