#dragonboat race

[wolfman-al]

The traditional dragonboat race at Frankfurts Museuimsufer festival.

[silentanomaly]

Worst toe stubbing of my life.

?Steel? folding chair.

Descending from my bed, one foot already planted on the floor, accelerating my other foot's descent into carnage. Gravitational momentum in full effect.

Nearly stumbled into my wall cabinet.

I yelled.

Looked at toe.

Saw red.

Anxiety spiked.

Speaking of "spiked," tip of toe looked unusually pointy.

Swollen. Bit stiff.

Nail pushed in, pretty sure.

Panicked a lil' and attempted to knead toe into shape.

Painful.

More anxiety.

Unsure if broken, fracture, or just a slightly shifted nail...I recently clipped too.

Has been stinging.

Anyway, some time has passed and the pain has subsided a bit. But, I'm unsure if that's adrenaline or if it's just not that bad. I'm still antsy, sort of shaky.

I've never broken a bone before and had been thinking about that the other day.

At that moment I rued the thought, thinking I jinxed myself.

"This is it!"

I just feel sad for my toe right now, and I am trying to chill. Have never felt so awful from just stubbing my toe. I even called/woke up my best friend about it, lmao.

Then my aunt Barb calls in the midst of it, and I pray that I said "ah, fuck, aunt Barb!" *before* hitting answer - certain it was before. But, the fear is still there. Not to say "fuck aunt Barb," I was just in the middle of a painful moment. Unprepared for phone call. Told me the outlet on the side of her house works - I'd previously asked. Winced through the call.

I just stumble through life, don't I? That is my driving foot. I need that for when my car is repaired.

[godsiick]

its now been an hour and a half since i woke up and im still. out of it.

[feddy-34]

im racing all weekend so hmu and ill answer on monday!

sports asks!

i'm procrastinating rn, so send in a number, and i'll respond with my answer to the correlating questions! you can send in numbers more than once, i'll answer differently

what sport moment made you cry? (sad)

what sport moment made you cry? (happy)

what sport moment had you jumping up and down?

what's the longest you've gone without watching a sport?

what team do you support and why?

who's your favourite player currently on your favourite team?

who's your favourite player who's ever been on your favourite team?

who's your favourite player not on your favourite team + never been?

what's your earliest/an early sports memory?

what's a sports memory you hate thinking about?

what's a sports moment that lives in your head rent free?

do you have any collections (cards, jerseys, etc)?

have you been to a game? what was your favourite part?

do you have a 'comfort' athlete? why do you like them?

which athlete was your favourite growing up? why?

what's the best game/moment in your eyes?

have you ever met an athlete? who?

favourite friendship/bromance between athletes?

which player is growing on you?

what's a narrative you can go on and on about?

feel free to use! just send an ask to who you rb from!

[omgpurplefattie]

During the Dragon Boat Festival, Li Lianhua and his two men come to the city of Suzhou to watch the boat from Tianji Manor race. They find that they are actually very proud of each other.

Partially inspired by a discussion with @junemermaid in the comments of my fic "Sweet Eyes".

No WIP Wednesday this week, as I took this Wednesday evening to kick my oldest WIP out there into the world.

[yinyuedijun]

hehe hello again mao it is me the zongzi anon

dan heng is also my fav (hence why i follow you) and i think it would also be fun to get the express crew into boat racing!! i was in hk last summer for dragonboat festival and i've always thought it would be cool to get to be out on the water feeling the adrenaline.

pompom can be the drummer keeping everyone on beat :)

POMPOM AS THE DRUMMER please that's so cute !!! 🥺💞 I have never done dragon boating myself 💔 but I could totally imagine danheng doing it....actually makes me feel insane thinking abt watching him in a sleeveless shirt, his arms flexing as he rows.... mr welt too... sorry let me compose myself.

I feel like dan heng and welt would sit at the front with impeccable timing, making sure that everyone else is synced up!!! and himeko would be in the back to steer. then march and trailblazer would just be fumbling and getting distracted in the middle lol. I wonder who else they would recruit for paddling? from an eye candy perspective I'd hope for gepard and dr ratio..... ACHERON TOO....

[glittercleric]

I went to watch a dragonboat race today, which was great fun. And, weirdly enough, I got a distinct pang of "I want to do that too!". Which is wild because I'm super afraid of deep water ever since I nearly drowned as a kid. But, I never minded boats, and I generally love being in water despite the fear.

Anyway long story short, I found out that adult swim courses are very affordable and one of the dragonboat teams I saw today operates on a lake in my town, and maybe I am now considering facing my fears and joining up with that team afterwards.

[whattheabcxyz]

2023-11-06

Transport

Singapore: Our transport minister is an idiot - instead of creating a separate COE category for private-hire cars, he is instead bringing forward COEs from future peak years to tackle the current supply trough 😣

Singapore

^ Prince William participates in dragonboat race while here

More about the upcoming GST hike

...& some 8K businesses to implement GST rate change for 1st time in upcoming hike

About 40 Singaporeans still remain in Israel/Palestinian territories

Bill proposed to allow president & ministers to take on international roles in private capacities

There's a community library in Tampines too

Government & private sector to explore having live-in maids for seniors in shared apartments

Health

3 men hospitalised after taking modafinil/armodafinil to stay awake - they suffered skin blisters

Politics

Singapore: Analysts say cabinet reshuffle likely after Lee Hsien Loongs unveils handover timeline

Malaysians boycott companies & goods with alleged ties to Israel, in support of Palestinians

Society

Antisemitism makes its way to Cornell University

Travel

Singapore: Repurposed bus hotel in Changi Village opens for bookings, with stays from 1 Dec

Off the beaten track in Ireland

[cyberbenb]

Ukrainian rowers win 6 awards at the World Dragonboat Racing Championships in Thailand

Ukrainian rowers on Dragon boats won six medals at the World Championships in Thailand and impressed everyone with their strength of spirit.

Ukraine won silver in the D-12 class among juniors (mixed program, 2000 meters) and 5 bronze medals, Ukrinform reports.

However, the World Championships viewers especially remembered the race in the open Premier class at 2000 meters. 200 meters before the finish line, the Ukrainian team’s boat was flooded by a wave from rivals. Our crew continued to row in Source

[wolfephoto]

The dragon boat challenge - York 2022 by John Wolfe Via Flickr: River Ouse under hot sunshine

[brummiephotography]

#dragonboatracing #2019 #brindleyplace #cureleukemia #dragonboat #race #beardedbrummies #dragonboatrace #birminghamlife #bham #brumisbrill #bhamgram #bbcmidlands #hellobrum #birmingham #brum (at Brindleyplace) https://www.instagram.com/p/ByvDeu5j0yW/?igshid=jt6p5qb8r610

[toadrose]

Dragonboat cats!

[gregfunnell]

Archive rummage. Boat race, Aberdeen, Hong Kong . . . . . #fujix #HongKong #boatrace #dragonboats https://instagr.am/p/CleP4k9B1LE/

[linaireylance]

This new Dragon Boat Festival pin arrived late but better late than never! It will join the Lunar New Year lantern pin in the Lantern pin series 😀 Did you know? The Dragon Boat Festival is a holiday celebrated on the fifth day of the fifth month of the Chinese calendar (typically in late May or June.) The most well known story for the origin of this festival is the story of Qu Yuan, a high official who committed suicide by drowning himself in the river. People that highly respected him raced out on boats to save him and when they could not, they threw sticky rice balls (zongzi) into the river in hopes that the fish would eat them instead of Qu Yuan. This lantern depicts the dragon boats that are raced and the zongzi that are eaten each year to celebrate this holiday. #enamelpins #lapelpins #asianart #dragon #dragonboat https://www.instagram.com/p/Cfuy_5CJdDZ/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[pinkhairedlily]

Chapter 6 - Student Council President Sakura

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“When’s your birthday, Sasuke?” Naruto asked unprompted. He was eating an onigiri in one hand and writing in a notebook with another. “Captain Haru gave me a journal and told me to fill in the dates.”

“Why are you treating it like a slam book?”

“What’s a slam book? Why are you even changing the topic?”

“July 23.”

Naruto went silent for a moment as he jotted down Sasuke’s name. “Oh, last week? During our sleepover?”

“You mean, hostage sleepover.”

“Ah shit. We didn’t get you a present. Sorry, grumpy.” Naruto’s face was sincerely apologetic and Sasuke was on the verge of nonchalantly assuring him that it was all right when he heard his following reply. “But make sure you get me one okay. It will be on October 10.”

“I wish I was allowed to physically harm you right now but your training next week will suffice,” Sasuke jested right back. “I’ll put in a word with Haru to make you suffer.” He would have said more clapbacks if they didn’t hear loud footsteps running their way.

Their two heads popped just a few inches above the bushes that lined behind the fence and saw a disheveled Sakura catching her breath with bent knees and her arms full of folders. Sasuke surmised she might have come from a council meeting.

“It’s Sakura – “ Sasuke covered Naruto’s loud mouth with his palm.

Her phone rang inside her skirt’s pockets, and her expression panicked when she saw the caller id. The folders fumbled out of her grasp when she answered it. “Oh hello, Kakashi-sensei.”

Both the boys’ brows raised in curiosity when her voice went a pitch higher.

“Ah, I’m actually out of the campus right now, Sensei. Got an errand to run. I’ll see you for consultations…..soon?” Then she ended the call. They all heard another set of footsteps nearing their location, and Sakura repeatedly said I’m screwed to herself.

Naruto wrestled out of Sasuke’s headlock and pulled a surprised Sakura inside their hiding place. The latter grumbled but quickly gathered the folders from the ground and followed suit. Three heads now looked over the bushes, and true enough, Kakashi appeared in the clearing with his phone in his hand. “That’s funny. I thought I heard her voice here.”

When they were sure he was out of their sight and earshot, Sasuke signaled a thumbs up, and Naruto, not missing a beat, started with the obvious question. “Why are you hiding from our mathematics teacher?”

Sakura blushed with intensity, her cheeks the color of cherry tomatoes with a ripeness Sasuke liked the most. She flushed so intensely she couldn’t hide it for her sake. The thought of wanting to have that kind of privilege crossed his mind. “Uh, he wanted a report from me, but I wasn’t able to finish it.” Like the self-aware person that she was, she immediately got her bearings and recognized the place. “This is behind the library.”

“It’s Sasuke’s favorite hiding place until I barged in. And now, it’s yours too.” Naruto grinned at her even when he just revealed this place’s existence to their student council president.

“Shouldn’t you be asking me permission first?” Sasuke arranged the folders first before returning them to Sakura who seemed to calm down a bit.

She laughed dryly. “Technically, it’s public property so we don’t need your permission…grumpy.”

Naruto erupted in laughter while Sasuke closed his eyes in annoyance. Two loud-mouths in what was supposed to be in his safe space and yet all he felt was just mild annoyance. Stopping his thoughts before they ran him aground, he rummaged through their storage bin and found an extra sandwich he bought this morning and the last pack of his cherry tomato juice.

He passed the food to her and gave her a little bit of scolding. “At least have your lunch first before making fun of me.”

“You’re really giving her a tomato juice?” Naruto never could hide his disgust for certain food. “Don’t tell me this is your rite of passage.”

Sasuke glared at the blonde, forcing him to shut up. “Bring any more people here, and I’ll tell your captain to drag you to hell.” That wasn’t so difficult, given that Haru has taken a liking to him, for what he didn’t know. He just treated him like a big brother would, like Itachi would.

Sakura took a sip in the middle of their banter, and she emitted a surprised sound. “So this is what it tasted like? It’s actually good.”

That was the first time someone liked what he liked, and he vaguely realized he was waiting for her opinion. With that, he had trouble suppressing the smile that started to form on his face, so he looked away and mustered his focus on the nearby yells of a practicing dragonboat team.

“Oh, I forgot, belated happy birthday Sasuke.”

He strengthened his resolve not to turn his head just as quickly because he was sure the shock was visible in his face. He was so taken aback he didn’t hear Naruto ask Sakura where she learned of it.

“I came across our class records during the meeting and saw the date. Sucks we weren’t able to get you a present. Anyway, I gotta run. I have another presentation to the principal for a personal project.” Sakura finished off her sandwich in one bite and ran out of the secluded space.

Naruto stared after her disappearing figure, the bunched-up juice carton and sandwich wrapper in his hands. “I should make her a decent lunch sometime. I don’t think she’s eating well.”

But Sasuke had another observation in mind. “Why didn’t you ask for her birthday?”

“I know already. I asked Hinata about it.”

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Sakura tried to catch up with the baseball captain in the seniors’ hallways before she would lose him to his after classes dates with Hinata. “Haru, wait up please.”

His brown hair has grown longer to hide his undercut which Naruto wanted to replicate as he often mentioned in between their conversations in classes. It was actually a wonder how the usually demure Hinata gravitated towards Haru who had a strong personality. His annoyed gaze softened when he realized it was her calling him, his smile turning into a wide grin as she raced through the halls.

“No running, Ms. President,” he chided.

Sakura playfully punched his shoulder, her fist’s impact light as she struggled to catch her breath. “Can I at least have some of your time? I promise I won’t take long.”

The captain’s face took on an incredulous look. “How the tables have turned.”

They found themselves on a rooftop, away from the incidental eavesdroppers (if there were any), and moreover they needed some quiet space to talk about important matters. The first of which was the baseball team’s finances.

“I gotta hand this to you rather straightforwardly. The board didn’t foresee your qualification in the preliminaries hence they didn’t allot a big budget for your team – not for training, not for travel expenses, not for uniforms, and miscellaneous expenses.” He towered over her, her height a third short from his shoulders, but when he hunched them forward and leaned against the railings, he was almost shoulder to shoulder with her. “So what are your plans?”

Back in junior high, he would often ruffle her hair out of her immaculate ponytail, and this closeness wasn’t really odd because they were from the same town and grew on the same block. Distance just crept in as they made more friends and entered different circles.

“My personal savings,” Haru simply replied. “Our coach will chip in half of our projected expenses so we’re good to go.”

Sakura sighed. “As always, you don’t like to rely on anyone.”

“We’re not really too far from each other, Sakura. So what’s your plan anyway?” Haru turned with his back this time against the railing.

“Pass-the-Hat.”

Haru nodded. “And your savings.”

Sakura shook her head vehemently. “Hell no.”

“Gears are turning in your head, and I can see you’ll fill in a part with your savings. Stop it, Haruno.”

“I’m telling you, I won’t give you a part of my savings. Anyway – “

“Anyway? There’s more?” Haru hastily looked at his watch to check the time, almost formed a reply, and thought better of it, hiding his wrist from his view.

“I saw your career sheet form. You know you could always try to apply for an athletic scholarship, right?” If she can hazard a guess, Haru may not be planning at all to proceed to college. He always has his father’s fishing business to take over back in their town.

“No association would vet for a player who only qualified for prelims on his senior year.” Haru playfully ruffled her hair, the gesture she thought was once forgotten between them. “So don’t feel sorry for me. I already have Hinata to deal with.”

“You sound so pessimistic when you’re just going away for a year until she decides to follow you. Your story’s almost like a fairytale,” Sakura scoffed.

“First of all, long distance relationships don’t work and second and last of all, there’s her father to think about.” Haru let out a long sigh. “Believe me, Sakura, I want to make it work, but I feel like the distance between us had already set in even before I go.”

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Haru was right. While Pass-the-Hat garnered lots of amounts enough to shoulder the logistics of the training of the baseball team before the semis, there wasn’t enough to pay for their new equipment. She could ask the teachers, but she knew Haru and the coach have already asked for prior favors. At the last minute before the trip got cancelled, Sakura anonymously put in two-thirds of her savings into the donations pool which the captain got wind of and somehow reached Kakashi.

While she was successful in avoiding him for the first few days of the school trip while Naruto and his team was in Fukuoka, he caught her alone as she was reading the markers outside the walls of a castle.

“Haruno Sakura.” His voice startled her. She turned around, like a good student that she was, and waved a bit too enthusiastically. “Mind telling me why you won’t talk to me outside of our council meetings? Did I say any directive that offended you or overworked you? I need to have an open communication with you kids.”

Kids. “Ah, I was just a little busy these past weeks,” Sakura assured him. She nervously fidgeted with his rubber band that was still on her wrist. His eyes followed her movements, and she hid them quickly behind her back, afraid of what he would say if he realized.

“I heard from the principal that he greenlighted your personal project, and that you will be presenting this to the board next week for a possible funding. You accomplished that on top of the feats you pulled to bring the baseball team to the semis.” As Kakashi recounted her accomplishments, she couldn’t help the blush that rose to her cheeks. She was finding it difficult to say an excuse right now. “So I’m returning your personal donation.”

Sakura stared at him directly, never mind the raven irises that drowned her in undivided attention. “What?” He smiled, highlighting even more his mole, and she gasped, breathless at the sight.

“Don’t worry your pretty head over these things. You’re too young for this. I’ll have the funds downloaded to your bank, all right.” Kakashi patted her head softly and disappeared in the meandering crowds.

She slapped the rubber band against the thin skin of her wrist repeatedly. She didn’t know whether she should feel grateful that her savings were back or feel angry that she was patronized because of her age. Didn’t Kakashi know that teenagers grow up faster than their actual age and that she had every right to worry her pretty head? When will he start seeing her as she was?

Her self-deprecating thoughts ran awry when someone took hold of her wrist that has gone red from the slap of the rubber band.

For someone who alternated between being grim-faced or stoic, Sasuke’s hand was gentle and kind. She knew that ever since she saw him in the café, all the good things in him seeping out through cracks in his wall. Right now, she knew he was worried about the supportless baseball team.

“They’re losing, aren’t they?” Sakura suppressed the overwhelming emotions from her earlier interaction with Kakashi and concocted a plan in her head.

She coordinated with the guides and had them add a stop at the baseball field at Fukuoka for one last hurrah for the team.

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Thirty minutes later, their school witnessed how the top teams decimated Naruto’s team. No innings won, batters relentless, and Haru got injured. Sakura, sensing the dampened atmosphere among the student body, rallied yells, earning surprised looks from the team members.

Through the crowds, Sasuke saw Hinata, her fingers twirling the ends of her long braid, and her eyes scanning the place for her boyfriend…until her gaze shifted to Naruto. He traversed the space to stand beside her, breaking his own rule to remain uninvolved in other people’s affairs.

But he owed this to Naruto and Haru who never failed to include him in after practice dinners and effectively kept the gaping depression in his apartment away.

“Your boyfriend has a broken arm, but you’re looking at Naruto.” He said, even before he could announce his presence to her.

Hinata turned her face to him and repeated his words. “My boyfriend has a broken arm but I cannot look at broken limbs for too long. Thanks for pointing that out.”

“There’s a second statement after my but.”

“Hmm, my eyes just probably gravitated to him unknowingly. But it couldn’t be helped, right? He just has this bright, sunshine energy.” Hinata shrugged, seemingly confused by her words as well.

Sasuke wanted to prod more but her eyes narrowed at something behind him. When he glanced back, he saw Sakura stood in tiptoes as she hugged a downtrodden Naruto. If he wasn’t so sad, he would have blushed and awkwardly pushed his crush away, but for this instance, he choked back his sobs and eventually cried on her shoulder.

“Maybe the student council can also support other teams which are gearing up for nationals. You may suffer backlash if favoritism becomes obvious.”

He scoffed at Hinata’s advice. “I’ll tell our student council president that.”

Sasuke made his way to the blonde and pinkette, his arms engulfing both of their heads in a very rare hug. He felt Sakura stiffen beneath him while Naruto changed shoulders and cried openly against Sasuke’s shirt.

This he didn’t mind, as long as both of their faces were hidden from her view.

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[xerex24]

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