"comencing countdown engines on"

Today I woke up speaking english! Sorry who doesn´t understand, but...(nobody reads what i write anyway)
I´m going to play tennis later. I always lose. Don´t Know why. I start winning but in the second set i begin to lose. I guess my contender - which is everytime the same - has some kind of power over myself. Some supernatural kind of power that I can´t control. Maybe even he can´t control it. Perhaps the hungry for the golden medal makes he uses the power unconsciously. So, today it´s gonna be diferent. I´ll win that little bastard ad I´ll spit on his face and say: "After five years, this is the real me. I´m a winner, not a loser! At least not today.

"i´m floating in a most peculiar way"