4 day torture camp

Yes i made it out alive.
This will be a pretty long post about the 4 day torture
camp for the cjc rugby team.

Day 1:
After the friday training session the camp starts.
friday session was like...
still ok compared to the camp.
Our sleeping quarters was the auditorium extension.
Haha there will be a smell lingering there for sometime
becus of our track shoes and clothes but OH WELL.
Its not us whos gonna smell it anyway.
Actually we had been smelling it for the 4 days but
we somehow developed a type of immunity.
We place our stuff in audi, slack awhile then ready for
a NIGHT WALK! (with our logs)
CJC rugby team is an all guys rugby team.
So its kinda inevitable that we have to do some log training.
The log walk lasted from 9pm to 2am.
We covered a total of at least 4km(AT LEAST!!!).
I think its alot more than that.
Starting off it was not too bad, the log was not too heavy.
The main problem was carrying it on your shoulders.
FUCKING pain u know or not.
starting still ok la, so we walk walk until a part where
we are reaching macritche.
Everyone started showing off their 3rd language vocab and stuff,
seriously demoralising.
At first i was at some shiok group where the people
had teamwork.
Then we switched people with other teams cus need people of
same height.
Then i kena some team complain super alot, walk at own pace.
Then quite hard to follow them also.
Anyway managed to survive it without getting crushed.
The log walk was quite fucked up.
Wehn we got back, everyone was like shower and sleep.
Fucking shag.

Day2:
Wake up 6am plus to do PT.
SHIOK sia.
Wake up, first thing do sprints across the field.
Followed by GST which almost killed me.
then we did some drills,
then rain.
Went inside grandstand to slack, BUT NO!
continue PT there.
Do GST there.
Then after that we received some mental 'prep' stuff.
Then went for a match against the old boys cjc rugby team.
Everyone was so shag already.
OH wait.
I think im mixing up the events.
Ah anyway my point is i cant remember anything much.
All i can remember is the pain.

Hansel is a bloody moving wall of muscle.
U run into him, 'BANG' u fly.
Anyway im a back, so the forwards would love to tackle me if i have the ball.
Me joining rugby is like bicycle on a highway.
'Bang' im gone.
Thus i need to buff up.
I lost weight during the camp sia.
Alot people also lose weight.
So guys, if u want instant slimming jus go for torture camps.
Make sure they never feed u food u like.
Make sure use tire every muscle in your body.
Make sure u NEVER feel comfortable during the whole camp.
Sure slim down one.

Getting tackles is a shiok feeling.
Other than the pain, u get a moment of numbness and inability
to coordinate your senses.
And all u can think is 'what hit me?'
But what im getting now is only like 20% cus we r same team.
Imagine go play season then everyone WANTS YOUR BLOOD.

So yea.

Tml epic day.
Time to see you guys again.