
I remember the last time I had this " sinking " feeling. It was 1993 in Fairwater, Cardiff and I was sitting in a circle in my drama class. I was 12 years old and was enjoying being in high school. I was fascinated by a girl called Lee Anne Butlin who happened to be sat opposite me in aforementioned circle in my drama class.
I don't know why I wore boxer shorts on that day. But, as I sat crossed legged on the floor in Fairwater in 1993 I felt a strange sinking feeling as I realised that both my left and right testicle had " flopped " out to say hello, much to the amusement of the 26 children who were all pointing and laughing at me and them. From that day on all the girls in school called me flopsy.
No wonder I was a virgin until I was 20.
I have that sinking feeling again now, almost 17 years later. I am scared that there is something wrong with my leg and that I'm not going to be able to do the race.
I went to the doctor today and he said I needed to rest and not do any running for a while.
The race is next week.
Flopsy X
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