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Sunday, June 10, 2007

And some firsts aren't very nice at all.
But what matters most is not the during but the after.

"Love one's daughter
Allow me that
And I can't let go of your hand"
~Cold Water by Damien Rice~

It's a great feeling to be back at training.
People often ask "why do you train so hard when you can be resting"
Yes. It's not easy burning wkends after wkends.
But it's hard to explain the feeling.
Unless of course you are in the team itself.
At the end of it all, you tell yourself it is so worth the while.
And all the aches are nothing.
Because it that few hours, you are in a different place.
Along side the familiar faces you don't often see but are always around.
Then every week you look forward to a sunday.
Just simply because.

You fall asleep to the smell of chlorine.
And a voice on the other line.

she spoke at
9:13 PM