So Chummies,
The day came last Tuesday which I was dreading, sports day. I turned up to school feeling with dread as I self consciously walked down the corridor in my shorts which are VERY short which ride up round my thighs when I walk (a nightmare when I am running!). Our school PE kit isn't the nicest however I did get away with wearing a cardigan to hide my elbows which are a little weird (I know I should try embrace it!). Anyways 12 o'clock came and I made my way to the school field with my Specialcorn friend Katie who like me isn't a fan of having to sit on a field watching people run. I braced myself as i went over to do my first event, discus.
Discus I think is the one thing that I can actually do well. It's only throwing a disc shape plate across the field and seeing how far it can go. I was pretty confident even though I hadn't done any practice in PE lessons beforehand and kind of remembered how to throw it probably. So with hardly any effort I just threw it hoping for the best. The discus went 11m! now that made me happy and I had no clue how someone who absolutely hates sports and doing events came second.
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How an earth did I win a medal?!? |
I was practically buzzing after that and even missed out on having to do the 100m as the discus event took so long *smug face*. All I wanted to do was get my medal and go home! However this all was going to change as I realized that I still had to do the 300m. Lets just tell you that after that everything went down hill. I started to panic as I realized that I was going to be humiliated in front of the whole school as I cannot run. I was really panicking and as the starting gun fired I could feel my face going bright red. I came in last and had to hold onto my shorts because of the short problem. I was so upset and felt so angry that I just had to do that in front of everyone. It also didn't help with 3 people saying they would run with me when in fact they just ran on ahead of me. After that I decided that the best option was to get ice creams from the ice cream truck for Katie and I after what had just happened. While waiting for the ice creams I did learn one thing; patience is the key to being happy! I waited for over half an hour to get them as the queue was really big and when I got too the front I ordered the biggest ice creams I could to cheer us up as Katie had to do relay which she did not want to do as she felt humiliated as well.
But what about my medal? Did I ever get it? Of course I did! After waiting forever for my name to be called I went to collect my medal. And the best part? That had to be the look on my PE teachers face. Ever since year 7 she has never really liked me as I am rubbish at sport and always do things wrong (I'm sorry if I cant remember the set plays for netball!) and has always been a little bit of a bully towards me but she can't put me down anymore as I won something!
My last ever sports day and I actually won something. Now that is something that I am proud of.
I hope you enjoyed this blog post! Now I have only 2 mock exams left I will be uploading my blog posts more frequently every Friday and Tuesday like before.
Toodlepip my Blogger friends x
~Katy Summers (TeenageBlogger)