Physical Education with Oki Nanda (closed)

[Keith]

"Come along, Ducklings! June Summers, if anything keep Oki Nanda's current pace. We will do this for now until Oki Nanda's watch goes off! Then we shall all get to play a bit of baseball! Come along! Come along! Time is fading and wasting!"

Looking at Oki Nanda's figure, all sorts of very dirty and uber perverted thoughts were going throughout his mind. Seems that after this jog, they'd be playing a game of baseball. Keith never cared that much for the sport. To him, it happened to be one of the most boring. In some countries like Japan, baseball is a major sport.

It's also a major sport in the Latino community in the United States. Mainly because it's one of the biggest Latino dominated sports. They have players whom are Mexican, Puerto Rican, Cuban, Nicaraguan, Dominican, etc.

There was something else Keith would rather do with Coach Nanda other than play baseball. Perhaps he could ask her about some "extra credit" after class was out. While he was doing the backwards run, it was like her massive jugs were screaming out his name.

So very perverted thoughts...

[Thomas Cooper]

"Four miles backwards?"

Rick said to himself, yet again. He was basically saying 'Is that all?' The last thing he'd want the gym teacher to hear. But it wasn't that bad. Actually, the things he would be doing didn't seem like it'd kill him at all. The push ups were the worst part but the sit ups seemed kind of fun. Most of Rick's weight came from his leg muscles, followed closely by his abs. Sit ups wern't the end of the world. The time limit was a little... Odd, but ya' gotta' go with what ya' got, or perish.

So the four miles it is! Lets see if Rick can keep from passing out before the time limit is up! Rick set himself up a nice even pace, slower than if he were jogging foward because it was slightly awkward to run backwards. Also, Rick wasn't trusting his body as of late. The incident in the gym was enough of being a klutz for one week. While running, Rick tried to figure how fast he'd have to jog to complete four miles in a half hour.

'Lets see... Half hour is thirty minutes. four miles is... sixteen laps. Crap! It's uneven! Hm.... Wait, if I just figure out one-fourth of thirty... Half is fifteen... One fourth is seven minutes and thirty seconds. So I need to do one mile in seven minutes thirty seconds four times! Okay, so lets pick up the pace!'

And that's exactly what Rick did. He picked up his pace a little bit during each corner until he found himself wanting to turn forward and sprinting. The pace was draining, but Rick figured the pace he was using could get him one mile in seven thirty at least twice, if Rick lasted that long.

[Mercado]

OOC- Time to explain my absence!!! XD

Yzal came walking back onto the track outside the gym observing the weird backwards running activity. He wanted to get back into the teacher's good graces, but doing that?

~Psh...ya right....~

In Yzal's hand was a bag holding several sandwiches and a few bags of chips he had went and brought at a nearby Deli. What could he say....he was hungry, and well...running backwards wasn't exactly going to help him...at least not anytime soon.

Yzal was already unwrapping the thin plastic wrap around one of the sandwiches. He quickly brought it up to his mouth and took a rather large bite of out it.

"Mmmmm....turkey...." Mumbled the boy to himself as he was enjoying his oh so sandwich-y snack.

Yzal stood on the edge of the track observing the gym class participating in what he still thought was a rather unusual activity. He wondered why they really even bothered. It was all quite unnecessary really. All they really needed to say to the crazy woman that was their so called teacher was no.

~Ah! The power of such a simple word.~ Thought the raven haired boy as he took another bite out of his sandwich.

"MMMMMM....Even better with the second bite!"

[Keith]

"Come along, Ducklings! June Summers, if anything keep Oki Nanda's current pace. We will do this for now until Oki Nanda's watch goes off! Then we shall all get to play a bit of baseball! Come along! Come along! Time is fading and wasting!"

Goody...

For some reason, Keith felt he was getting a bit stronger and his endurance increasing. They would keep doing this until Oki Nanda's watch goes off. But when would that be? Probably wouldn't happen for a long while. Only thing he could do was bear and grin it.

He had put himself in a calm, serene, and tranquil state of mind continuing to do this 4-mile run backwards. It was a pretty interesting activity. At the moment, he was pretending he was Master Chief in Halo dashing backwards and firing all all enemies coming at him.

Anything to not make him think of the streneous activities in store for PE.