Death by the pool

Death rehearsal. In the pool for over 2 hours for synchronised swimming training session aka "you are just going to die". Trying the choreagraphy figures and it feels as if we are utter trash. Poor coach she must surely despair. Though we managed to impress the water polo players from the adjascent pool, as they kept looking at us (the reserve players) and even giving us some nice compliments.

I was dead after the training so I went home and decided to skip Nando's b'day at the Raidd......still got caught watching the bleeding Death note manga series till 3.00 am....!!! Now at least it is over and Kira got nailed...a shame really...

 

Mangas....they are addictive...or am I just too weak? 

Synchro death camp

After the swimming death camp, today is synchro death camp. Our trainer Gigi was on a mission, killing me and Virginie. Charlotte who we brought after intense blackmailing was as gracious as bleeding badly shagged ballet tart. Doing the splits and being very at ease in the water whilst Virginie and myself were panting for breath and falling under the assault of muscles cramping.....

Mission of the week...drown that bitch Charlotte..... 

synchronised death

Teaching went rather well..though I had to give some of my pupils a short introductory class in chemistry, as they did not have a clue about what an amino acid, chemically speaking was.....sigh...Synchronised swimming was on in the evening and it likened more like synchronised death. Virginie and myself had a loooooads of trouble to float let alone doing the different exercices. It all ended in misery with cramps galore and abs aching.....honestly speaking, synchronised swimming is not a sport for tapettes.