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1706 šprynt dúbrafka 2020
21.3. 2020 05:06:07
fčérasomdosiahol rekortnéhočasa fbehunadúbrafku, ktorýsomsy, abymalo tomoješportovanije dákuštábnukulturu sampresebanazval, keťušsomfňomtakdobry - "šprynt dúbrafka 2020". účastnimse tejtodyšcyplýny kašdoročne, nofmynulýchrokoch somsanikdy nevyhrabalašnavrchol. zakašdýmsomskončil svojefkladanénádeje poniekoľkychminútach, kdymabuťdobeholynfarkt aleboprdlyzádafkrýžy. ašletos sakonečneprejavyly mojeskutočnéšportovnéflohy akvalytatýfneparametre. vedelsom, žeýchmam apretosomsanikdy potychhlúpych neúspešnychsezónachnefsdal. asypretdvomadňoma sombolpoprvýras vodmenen. ynfarktmasycedobeholzasa, alebolo asyfpólkehory ataksomhovydychal pryčítačkepýsmeniek zynformačnejceduly amoholpotem fkľudupokračovať. keťmalapyldruhý, voprolsomsovostrom azapočúvalsa asydokosa, ktorýrevalbuťdotlusta alebodoširoka aakosatiešniekedypovedá nacelékolo, kolomlýnske. spýsalsomasydokosa, pretožesomhovóbecnesbadal. sycesomsasnažilpozryjéťhore, aletaksamazamotalakebula, žesom následujúcemynúty behalfšemasmerama, ybahorenie. aleničzlé somsystehonerobyl. navopak. vedelsom, žeprvéhočasa, ktoréhopoprýpadedosiahnem, budemtýmpádomfbudúcnosti možnolachčejcprekonávať. uvádzamteras preštatystykou ašportovychkomentátorou, žeštopky somfprvomzápolenijuštopnul načyslycach 28:56,82. afčeratedanarekordnych 14:49,78, sčohyš, keťspráfnevydelýš alebovodečteš, vyplýva, žesomsatrochuzlepšyl.
keťtakpójde ajfbudúcnostizakašdým, velycevelahodne ajvelmymocpochybujem, žebudú takévobyčajné, akýmysúslová rekordy pretjétomojevýkonystačiť.
1706 sprint dúbrafka 2020
yesterday i reached a record time in a double-track run, which i thought to have my sports give the staff culture to myself, since i am so good in it - "sprint dúbrafka 2020". i take part in this di-scythe every year, but in recent years i have never climbed to the top. each time i ended up putting my hopes on after a few minutes, when i was either hit by a heart attack or my back was fucked in the cross. it was only this year that my real talents and quality parameters finally became apparent. i knew I had them and that's why i never gave up after those stupid failed seasons. about two days ago i was rewarded for the first time. my heart attack hit me again, but it was probably in the middle of the mountain, so i exhaled him while reading letters from the information sign and could continue in peace. when the second one caught me, i leaned against a tree and listened to a scythe that roared either fat or wide and, as is also sometimes said for the whole round, a mill wheel. i wrote in a scythe because i didn't see him at all. although i tried to look up, but the kebula got entangled that i was running everywhere for the next few minutes, but not up. but i didn't do anything wrong with it. vice versa. i knew that in the future i could easily overcome the first time i might reach it. i say now for statistics and sports commentator, that the stalks in the first match stumbled on the numbers 28: 56.82. and yesterday at a record 14: 49,78, which means that if you divide or subtract correctly, i have improved a bit.
if it goes so in the future every time, i very much and very much doubt that they will be as ordinary as the words record for my performance is enough.