A story of the champ Beep-beep, beep-beep. Pause. And againg: beep-beep, beep-beep... Yeah, it is time to get up. I opened my eyes. I am lying in the dark room. The curtains on the window are down and there is no light behind them. Beep-beep, beep-beep... Ok, I’m getting up! I slowly reached for alarm-clock (actually it was my mobile phone) and switched off the alarm. Then I stretched and slowly got up. I was trying to remind my dream: it was something warm and soft, like bed... May be another 15 minutes? Or even a half of hour? Come on, it won’t hurt me! Moreover, it’s for my own sake. If I continue my everyday routine, I may have stress and get ill... It’s not good getting ill. Then I realised that I was plunging back to the bed. With huge effort I hold myself and decided to go straight for a shower. And try not to think about soft and warm things... After 20 minutes I was ready: I had had the shower, got my cup of coffee and begun to feel myself a little bit comfortable. I was on my plate. Or place? Both statements were right, indeed. Ok, I’m ready... For what? Wait a second, for what I got up at 5 o’clock? Ah, I’ve reminded. Of course for trainings. I’m a champ. How could I forget that? I’m a champ, I’m a champ. Coach told me to tell myself this statement every minute. It’s called self-suggestion. I think that lack of memory was the result of getting up so early. But for what did I get up? Yes, you’re right. To become a champ. So, shut up and work. Work, train and enjoy. Make your dream to drew closer. After 30 minutes I was running in the mountains. It’s only my second day, so it’s a little bit difficult. Up and down, up and down. Breathing was stable. But my legs were becoming heavy with every step. Ok, another 20 minutes and I start to stretch. I continued running. I had to reach for an apple tree which was my reward. I really like eating apples!!! And it was time when apples were in their best taste and condition: ripe, big, with a little sour after taste... Ah, come on I want to get to them! Let’s do a jerk. I can do it! More! More! Yeah, I’m like a hoarse. I’m a stallion. I don’t feel my legs. They had become wings. At last I reached for the tree.With heavy panting, I fall on the ground. I grasped the nearest lying apple and with great pleasure tuck in. After swallowing a nip, I saw a half of worm. To be continued...