On 21 October 2011...

We gathered at the ground at 6.30 am as usual. Without commanding, we all knew what to do: do warming-up exercises and jog a few lapse. Although I have not jogged for a very long time, surprisingly my speed was fast and I always have to fall back to be aligned with the others.

I guess we were too exhausted today that we did almost 100 jumping stars. The norm is one of the guys will do the counting - 1, 2, 3 - but somehow a few of them ran out of breathe, hence, our movements were not in sync. The punishment was to do it again and again until our movements are ONE.

I noticed many of us were already running out of breathe and getting exhausted, I continued the counting before the guy before me lose his trail of counts.

Everyone especially the guys in the circle gave me an approval look when I took over the counting and did so for another 7 more times.

And the facilitator was no where in sight. Did my high-pitch voice shoo him away?

Tidbits: I must be possessed for I was not tired at all during the jog or the jumping stars. I felt I could do that for eternity.

Everyone was just surprise with the level of my stamina. I even surprised myself with that. I didn't know I have such energy level. Ah. A power to reckon with.

I guess I was just telling myself that I have to be tough.

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