Pace
In Muggle Studies I found myself puffing along a makeshift track in the Quidditch pitch. I was doing the 2.4 km run to experience some Muggle sports, as the professor stressed. Although I’d shot off in the first few seconds, now I was dead tired. I was basically walking with a bounce in my step.
“Hurry up, Myrtle!” The professor clapped her hands.
I huffed past the finish line, gasping for air.
She walked over to me, looking at her stopwatch. “Twenty minutes. I hope you improve.” Glancing down at me, she advised, “The key is to pace yourself, Myrtle.”
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