Fight Until the Finals

As soon as Zhang Jun woke up, he looked at his clock, which was on the table. It was already 6.15 am. He snorted and turned. He wanted to get back to sleep, but it was strange how he could not fall asleep.

He had a difficult game the day before, yet how was he able to wake up at such an early time the next day? He turned again, still failing to fall back to sleep. There was already sounds of people exercising downstairs. Zhang Jun stared at the ceiling for about five seconds before he finally sat up and changed his clothes.

His parents were not awake yet since it was a Sunday. Zhang Jun put on his shoes at the door and went downstairs after he gently closed it.

As he stood in the courtyard on the winter morning, Zhang Jun took a deep breath of cold air to jolt his fuzzy brain awake. After doing some slight warm-ups, he began his second day of jogging.