December 2006, Christmas Eve night.
Clutching the last remaining 100-yen coin in my hand, I continued to run along the night road alone.
The runner's high wore off and I was getting thirsty and wanted to buy a drink from a vending machine.
But guess what?
I could not find any vending machine at all where I could buy one for 100 yen.
Most 500 ml PET bottles cost 150 yen, and even water was 110 yen.
I have never been in so much trouble for not having a 10 yen coin. hahaha
Yet, as I continued to run at my wit's end…
What a surprise!
I found a vending machine that said, "50 yen and up"!!!
It was a stinky vending machine filled with drinks I had never seen before, but my throat was parched, so there was no other way out. haha
On the spur of the moment, I bought two 50 yen 500 ml bottles of what looked like water!
Money in possession: ０ yen
Beep!
Clunk!
Beep!!
Clunk!!
Psst!
Gulp, gulp, gulp…
Splash!!!
It was tooooooo disgusting!!!!!
I spit the drink I was getting right there. haha
This strange 50 yen drink tasted like an extremely diluted sports drink and is extremely bad. hahaha
I had spent all the money I had brought with me, and all I had was two 500ml plastic bottles of very bad drink.
Well, I was very desperate, yeah!!
At any rate, I was too thirsty, so I drank half of the opened bottle.
But it was so bad, I couldn't drink it all. haha
The remaining drink was poured over my head like a marathon runner. haha
You probably already know, but just in case, this day was December 24, 2006, Christmas Eve in the world.
Once again, I started running.
However, four hours after leaving my home, I was so exhausted that I finally could no longer run, and walking was all I could do.
My throat was parched and I couldn't stand it, so I gulped water in the bathroom of the supermarket. hahaha
From there, I walked for another hour and...
I managed to reach my home.
When I returned home, my father was also home from work and told me, "As you know, you are back too late.
Well, I left my home at 17:00, saying, "I'm going for a little run," and returned at 22:00.
I said "a little" but it took me 5 hours. hahaha
Surely, as my father said, it's too late. haha
The protein I drank after returning home from my run soaked into my body and tasted sooooo good.
I looked up the name of the cool music, I heard at that cheerleading club performance, kept encouraging me on my way home, I found it was called Winning Anthem.
University Life: Winter Vacation - Christmas Run - End
to be continued...
