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日別アーカイブ:2018年10月19日

me lose one of my time chip in one hand. In the last stroke, that hand without time chip came to touch the goal panel, that resulted in me missing out of qualifying for Pan Pacific by split second. That morning of the qualifying race I had coughs and fever, and I was that close to qualifying. I didn’t want to look back and wanted to throw that bad memory in a bin, yet I found myself carrying and dragging that memory with me. I was utterly disappointed when I got home. Litres of tears came down like never before. I wanted to curl into a ball in my room and just disappear. How wonderful could it have been if I won a medal in Pan Pacific in my home town? I would be happy and everyone who supported me would have been happy. They could have thought “it was worth supporting Yasu”. During watching Pan Pacific, I met eyes of Tateyama city mayer Mr. Kanemaru, and I couldn't be sorrier. As a Tateyama ambassador, it would have been great to win a medal today… Everyone. I am so sorry. I don’t want to feel like this ever again. Olympic qualifying world cup is next year. The Tokyo Olympics is in 2 years. I want to get a good result for me and for you all so we can all be happy.  I am going back to Miyazaki tomorrow. I’ve never been more aware that I am a weak person in the last few months. I feel that every day. So please, I beg you. As long as I am not giving up, please don’t give up on me. Pease give me strength. Thank you so much for your wonderful support.
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I went to see the Pan Pacific today. I had no intention of going as I was training in Miyazaki. Perhaps I thought that I wasn’t ready to watch the race that I was supposed to be racing in. But two weeks ago, a person from America I know since I started off as a young open water swimmer insisted that although it will definitely be a very hard thing for me to do, I go and watch the race. “I can’t watch it” was an answer I gave to him. I just couldn’t even imagine it. My mind hadn’t changed until the very last minute. It was a difficult decision to make, but I decided to go. Many of my friends, rivals, coaches who I met from training in several different countries were all there in Tateyama where I started my journey of becoming an open water swimmer. It was an unbelievable site. They all came to me, talked to me and gave me hugs despite the race being minutes away from starting. I was happy to see them, but that hurt. THAT. HURT. What on Earth am I doing here not competing? If I was racing, I could have won a medal. Competitors who were in the race was a little easier to beat than the previous Pan Pacific from 4 years ago. Other than the winner today, I have already beaten before I got sick. BUT, THERE IS NO “IF”. Tateyama was the first open water race I competed, and this sea was the sea where I became Japanese champion. This sea was where I sailed off to the big world. The reality of not being in Tateyama as a competitor today set in. There will be no more Pan Pacific held in my hometown. Since 2nd of June, I have been feeling a terrible pain in my chest. My stomach hurts daily. Good night sleep was a thing of the past. I thought that I was mentally tough all my life, and I didn’t understand what was happening to my body. Why haven’t I taken some rest earlier? I was at my peak after high altitude training up in mountains, I was too cocky. I couldn’t ask my coach to rest my body despite the fact that I needed it. I wanted to challenge myself but that thought took over control of my body. Why did I race a week before Pan Pacific? Why didn’t I tape a time chip like how I usually do? During the qualifying race, my hand hit another competitor’s hand which made

I went to see the Pan Pacific today. I had no intention of going as I was training in Miyazaki. Perhaps I thought that I wasn’t ready to watch the race that I was supposed to be racing in. But two weeks ago, a person from America I know since I started off as a young open water swimmer insisted that although it will definitely be a very hard thing for me to do, I go and watch the race. “I can’t watch it” was an answer I gave to him. I just couldn’t even imagine it. My mind hadn’t changed until the very last minute. It was a difficult decision to make, but I decided to go. Many of my friends, rivals, coaches who I met from training in several different countries were all there in Tateyama where I started my journey of becoming an open water swimmer. It was an unbelievable site. They all came to me, talked to me and gave me hugs despite the race being minutes away from starting. I was happy to see them, but that hurt. THAT. HURT. What on Earth am I doing here not competing? If I was racing, I could have won a medal. Competitors who were in the race was a little easier to beat than the previous Pan Pacific from 4 years ago. Other than the winner today, I have already beaten before I got sick. BUT, THERE IS NO “IF”. Tateyama was the first open water race I competed, and this sea was the sea where I became Japanese champion. This sea was where I sailed off to the big world. The reality of not being in Tateyama as a competitor today set in. There will be no more Pan Pacific held in my hometown. Since 2nd of June, I have been feeling a terrible pain in my chest. My stomach hurts daily. Good night sleep was a thing of the past. I thought that I was mentally tough all my life, and I didn’t understand what was happening to my body. Why haven’t I taken some rest earlier? I was at my peak after high altitude training up in mountains, I was too cocky. I couldn’t ask my coach to rest my body despite the fact that I needed it. I wanted to challenge myself but that thought took over control of my body. Why did I race a week before Pan Pacific? Why didn’t I tape a time chip like how I usually do? During the qualifying race, my hand hit another competitor’s hand which made
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