Dear God, Not Again…
I know, I know, you're bored of my Lifesaving-related rantings.
I don't care.
I have a competition in two days time. I am captain of the C Team. I KNOW NOTHING. First Aid, bandages, knots, priorities, all have left my mind, if they ever actually resided there.
If you're bored of these rants, think how I feel!?!
Every sodding Thursday before I have a comp I am so damn scared! Surely this is not the point of competing? Isn't it meant to be enjoyable ?!
Any suggestions to calm me down / make me more happy about this weekend would be stupendously welcome…