vexed
come to think of it, we've lost our ivp championship.
we got 4th, a rather unceremonious exit. and we can't
guarantee a podium finish for mens opens.
one year of work, and sacrifices. looks like i'm
losing the most for the amount i put in. thankfully
i only need to look ahead to this pm cup. and hell,
learn something new and master it already.
i rest my case
2 times in a row, and there he was crying in a corner.
and i felt like shit, and i wanted to go sit around
and comfort him. but i had no words to say. so i gave
the "chao bin" and carried on preparing my boat for
the next race. their 1 set was over, i had to focus
on the future instead of what i couldnt undo in the
past. i went on to prepare the battle plan for my boat.
i hate it to be proven right on all counts based on
my predictions yesterday. boat a who always are so
quiet couldnt recover in time when there was a
cockup in the call because they went in without a
desire to fight at all costs. and i think there will
be some who will be very defensive right now.
they will be thinking, "the cockup never happen on
your boat what", "what to do cockup", trying to lay
blame or putting something else responsible. well
that's their first failure after the race. we take
responsibility for our results.
you see, boat a didnt do a bad set. they improved,
they set a good timing for themselves and they
performed well if the race against the clock was
all that we set out to do. it isnt.
the problem with boat a is that they went in with
a chicken mentality (and people will get defensive
here). and why do i say that? because people as a
whole were not willing to do everything in their
power to command the race. even if it was impossible
a different race strategy would produce a different
result. so by being dependent on the last charge,
they didnt hit hardest where it counted. the
mentality of the other teams.
i would say this fear is exhibited by the
unwillingness to initiate commanding the race early.
had this been done, the damage of a late call would
have been reduced because there was momentum. but
on a deeper level, i believe this was not done due
to fear. i didnt think people believed that they
could do it earlier and thus they didnt do it.
although on the other hand, this choice was an
ultimatum given to boat b. we simply said that
if we didnt gamble everything, we'd lose for sure,
so we were going to take the chance. all that was
left was to follow and deliver. they did, kudos.
this fear stems from the unwillingness to face the
thought of loss even if all was given. this fear
stems from the lack of confidence that the other
will do more for one's sake. this fear led to
keeping some powder dry. conservation led to
elimination.
could it be argued otherwise that there was a
confidence, composure and unity on the other side?
i would say that it there was, there wasnt a
contingency plan or a race plan that would ensure
that the boat would capitalize on the situation.
and their backpack will argue against my case here
but it was precisely because they did not make
it a boat effort and just a pack effort that they
cannot achieve the best results that happen when
EVERYONE is in unity.
in my boat, these were the precautions and strategies
taken.
to prevent a wrong call, or no call. we forced boat
response and echoing. as a WHOLE boat. we also had
a pack commander and a backup to support the pack
commander. 2 people shouted the same command so that
the volume was louder.
to take the initiative, we forced the boat to call
at 200m, way earlier so that we can punch out. had
we failed here, we would have a significantly better
time anyway, so there would be nothing to lose, it
was a gamble we had to win and we believed that we
would hold on for each other.
to ensure that we were in synchrony and that we
gave in power in unison, echoing was important.
but to keep the idea that we were to give everything
the boat was expected to do a charge within a charge
so that there would be nothing left. after the call
for last charge, they were still prepared for 3
consecutive hard 10s. this would make them focus
on the task at hand by making them concentrate
on counting the 10 instead of zoning out in feeling
their fatigue and it would ensure that they are
giving together and we were leaving no one behind.
i believe that boat b came out the better boat
today. they had weaker and younger rowers. but they
came out fighters. and that is the point of this
analysis. to come out fighters one must be willing
to go and meet their pain and conquer it and that
is the difference.
boat a squandered their opportunities. they did not
do badly, but they wasted the chance to do better.
they could start to get defensive, but that just
means that they never learnt their lesson.
thoughts
let me tell you about the most disgusting thing i saw today.
my mixed crew came in third after charging 5 seats and
almost came in a photo finish. oh wow!
but dude! why is that disgusting you may ask?
after doing my homework (talking to the cox) i found out
that our charges were insignificant, but we had a very
good last charge(5 seats and more).
so what are the implications of that?
simple, fear and conservation. people didnt give their
all and when bad things happened, like calling a later
charge, they were too far behind to make a comeback.
why save your energy to come in looking good? get third
place and go rapid charge. the race breakdown showed that
we were right beside the leading boat for the first 250m
but we let the other boats catch up. and then instead
of giving it all during the race, they depended on their
5 seat length very impressive last charge.
in contrast, look at the mens b boat.
there was composure, bad things happened. we called too
late (which i did predict by counting but i assumed
that the common mindset of giving all would not lead
to a very bad result. i was proven right, no issue)
but it was a good call by ian, very good initiative.
we gave all (even then i'd say "almost" because we
finished strong but at least not like in the mixed
race. they were panting but not heavily enough yet)
and they felt satisfied in doing a good set.
what was the difference?
drilling, confidence and composure.
they went in confident and calm, trusting each other
and the leaders. that was further improved by the
spirit and calling on the boat. transitions are
smoother when people call out.
we went in knowing and wanting to win, we didnt
dissapont as compared to the mixed boat. they
conserved because they were afraid to lose. they
wanted to have some "backup". that cost them.
now, i could go on. but to focus on the more
important issue is to find out how this applies
to the team as a whole, in particular my batch
in the a boat. which lost to our boat based on time.
1) open your mouths.
i know you guys give, but make sure you give
together. if the spirit aint there, you aint winning.
2)anticipate cockups
bad things will happen. caller may be down. who
takes over? in bad situations ( go figure some out)
what is the contingency plan.
3) go in fighting.
all you guys want to do is beat us in training and
be satisfied. its not going to make you win the
cup. beat us, but keep improving and dont rest on
the good feeling of winning. there are other teams
and those guys are the big prize to beat.
fighting spirit. is also definitely more on my boat
than on mens a. if you disagree we will settle it
on the race. you know its true.
guys, we're a team. and it sucks when you're not
performing to your best. i'm with you all the way,
and i'll be just as disappointed if you end up
with another sad stop in the campaign
not that bad yet right?
ok so i missed 1 tutorial.
and 1 deadline
got dropped out of the ivp boat
(and i dont feel bad about it this time)
messed up my birthday at home
and will probably miss another essay deadline
and messed my relationship with the parents a little
(it was really going great till we blew it)
what could be worse indeed?
plenty. and unlike games, there isnt such
a rule where bad stuff doesnt stack. lol.
thank god, that i will somehow find a way
to keep standing. i think i kind of enjoy
the thought of insurmountable odds in a
sick sad way. ok, not actually.
ok ok. maybe the thing is its not what's important
but what is enough to make me stop fighting.
i'm gonna come through the tough patch.
i never stop fighting.
beach tricks
take a hand of fairy dust
take a pinch or two
take a hand of fairy dust
take enough for two
take the hand of fairy dust
and give the ground a sprinkle
that was quite some magic there
to hold your hand a little.
liar liar
lied to everyone on facebook. each good wish makes
me even more guilty for feeling miserable. heh, at
least they would think that i appreciate it.
i hate this dishonesty. would be better if i'm
a straight shooting s.o.b. too bad, this is uni
people cant take honesty.
i'd rather forget...
i lost my paddle today. damn sad. the icing on the cake
for a day i faced with great pain. its anything but
happy.
the only direct blessing i got was to be taken out of the
ivp boat. at my emotional state i was hoping i would be
out of both boats, but i doubt that is possible. all the
better. for that 1 boat, i'd give my all.
smile. because when you're this empty, all is the
only thing you can give.
early bird
i like going early to the site and taking out a kayak
and going out on my own. its really relaxing and i
know that i have to be pulling my own weight. i think
i'll do it again after competition. its scary to know
that this big "test" is coming up and despite all the
sound bites i dont think we're ready.
there is nothing to fear but fear itself. the hardest
thing is to know that everyone is trying hard, but not
out of confidence or desire to be the best, but out of
desperation. we're doing it by ourselves and not the
team. if there was anything i'd say, we're less giving
to each other. we could be strong, but we're not together.
i'll prove it. its an amazingly huge gulf between the
2 biggest batches. why? its disgusting and definitely
not part of our tradition. people are so quiet and they
call only for their batch. what sucks is this feeling
of selfishness. i remember what was being said about
rowing alone, so tell me, now that we accept that others
cannot sacrifice as much as us we're happy living with
the consequences of not pulling for one another?
have people changed despite criticism? i've cut down
on fast food despite joking about loving it all the
time. have the heavy people lost weight? did the
inexperienced master the stroke technique? do people
make it a point to actually come down for training
despite having to make sacrifices instead of just
paying lip service? does the training regime reflect
the teams needs? we've gone to obs and yes results
take time to show, but results only show if people
take the first step which is doing the right things.
before people can teach the right things they have
to learn the right things. and consistency is important.
you cant have close links as a united group when
there is no united message being passed down. or
a united culture. that being said, kudos to those
who stay back to train more and harder. though i
hope there will be more juniors than glen whom i
see doing such things. its great that the machine
can attract people to train with him. but what about
the other seniors training the rest? how are we
supposed to jio juniors down for double and expect
them to like us enough to come even when they dont
feel like it when they wont even do it or give more
now? and if it happens eventually, do you have the
confidence to pass down the correct stuff
(peer reviewed, lol) to them. peer reviewed is
important because of standardization and 1 of the
more important "peers" is coach. do you engage coach?
a coach isnt just there to give you training regimes.
your captains do that all the time. heck, even i
can do that. but a coach also corrects your understanding
and eventually execution of your craft. just like
how people have consultations with their lecturers
how come people dont consult coach. and kick uncle
away if you think he's talking to coach for too long.
your school fees pay for coach too. ask coach to
correct you and remember what he says. awareness is
an under taught skill that greatly aids self learning.
sports is the story of perseverance through suffering.
if you're not suffering right, you're not persevering
past anything.
its not happy at all
i will seriously kill anyone who gives me birthday
wishes in the next 2 weeks. i tried eating brownies
today. it didnt work, and i'm still demoralized.
work was canceled, so i went home to sleep.
for once, in a long time, when the sun was still up!
i'm still on my down cycle of recovery. i've not
been exercising hard. i've got a race in less than
10 days, a test in less than 2 and i still have 2
papers to go. i'm darn sure there's lots to be happy
about.
i'm angry and i'm pissed off. i accept being poled
or stripped since i will have the chance to fight
and seriously punch someone because of the need of
self defense. but if i get any mockingly sweet
happy birthday, i'm damn sure that person will be
really confused if i start cursing and swearing at
him. but i dont care! i dont want to socialize and
i dont want to celebrate.
but what i really want? someone to just sit down
and shut up and we can have the best silent conversation
at the end of 6 hours. i'd feel way better then even
if piling work in school makes me miserable. happiness?
nah not really. someone to share it and understand?
(and shut up too) YES PLEASE!
the author wishes to say that this is just an early
warning to those with better intentions. they are
more appreciated if kept to oneself. the author is
also NOT an angry person, rather he is annoyed when
"happy" people can just go through the motions without
ensuring that the party being celebrated is happy.
the author will be happy however if he gets shiny
metals 4 days after his birthday, and will forgive
any celebrations then but not before.
you have been warned. and be grateful, that unlike
my dad who wonders why i get more unhappy when he
obviously tries to cheer me up and gets rebuffed
instead, you guys get a warning and explanation
even before you try something risky.
cheers
taken from virn's blog, which i stalk occasionally
because she doesnt update when she's busy. rofl.
verbatim
Adrian Tan's Speech at NTU Convocation 2008. It is a bit long,
but do take a moment to read it if you haven't already done so.
Quite inspiring. Kind of worked for me :)
Life and How to Survive It
I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the
Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for
inviting me to give your convocation address. It’s a wonderful
honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes
without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I
say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband. My wife
is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She
is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living.
She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century,
mostly by practising at home during conversations between her
and me.
On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend
my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being
disagreeable. Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our
matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator
have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.
And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to
the men: when you’ve already won her heart, you don’t need to
win every argument.
Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you
may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some
of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience
so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.
The next big milestone in your life is today: your
graduation. The end of education. You’re done learning.
You’ve probably been told the big lie that “Learning is
a lifelong process” and that therefore you will continue
studying and taking masters’ degrees and doctorates and
professorships and so on. You know the sort of people
who tell you that? Teachers. Don’t you think there is
some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the
business of learning, after all. Where would they be
without you? They need you to be repeat customers.
The good news is that they’re wrong.
The bad news is that you don’t need further education
because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may
come as a shock to some of you. You’re in your teens or
early twenties. People may tell you that you will live
to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.
I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the
term to mean the average life span of a group of people.
But I’m here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what
you expect from your life.
You may be very happy to know that Singapore is
currently ranked as the country with the third highest
life expectancy. We are behind Andorra and Japan, and
tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people
in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share
one thing in common: our football teams are all hopeless.
There’s very little danger of any of our citizens
having their pulses raised by watching us play in
the World Cup. Spectators are more likely to be lulled
into a gentle and restful nap.
Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years.
Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while
Singapore women live more than five years longer,
probably to take into account the additional time they
need to spend in the bathroom.
So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that
you’ll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in
which to live long and prosper. Bad news. Read the
papers. There are people dropping dead when they’re
50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after f
inishing their convocation. They would be very disappointed
that they didn’t meet their life expectancy.
I’m here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy.
After all, it’s calculated based on an average.
And you never, ever want to expect being average.
Revisit those expectations. You might be looking
forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising
a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should
expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours
are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.
That is what is expected of you. And if you live up
to it, it will be an awful waste.
If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself.
You will be living your life according to boundaries set
by average people. I have nothing against average people.
But no one should aspire to be them. And you don’t need
years of education by the best minds in Singapore to
prepare you to be average.
What you should prepare for is mess. Life’s a mess.
You are not entitled to expect anything from it.
Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out
in the end. Life happens, and you have no control
over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day,
hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a
poor armour against fate.
Don’t expect anything. Erase all life expectancies.
Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point
in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be,
you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your
entire life and you are probably looking the best that
you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is
all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows. What does
this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.
Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell
you the many wonderful things that you can do when you
are free. The most important is this: do not work. Work
is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very
nature, it is undesirable. Work kills. The Japanese
have a term “Karoshi”, which means death from overwork.
That’s the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But
it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work,
then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away,
disintegrating until there’s nothing left. A rock has
been ground into sand and dust.
There’s a common misconception that work is
necessary. You will meet people working at miserable
jobs. They tell you they are “making a living”. No,
they’re not. They’re dying, frittering away their
fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are,
at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful. People
will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends
you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan
“Arbeit macht frei” was placed at the entrances to a
number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.
Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing
something you hate so that you can spend the small
remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You
may never reach that end anyway. Resist the temptation
to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy
doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good
at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often.
Soon, that will have value in itself. I like arguing,
and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy
it and I would do it for free. If I didn’t do that, I
would’ve been in some other type of work that still
involved writing fiction - probably a sports journalist.
So what should you do? You will find your own niche.
I don’t imagine you will need to look very hard. By
this time in your life, you will have a very good idea
of what you will want to do. In fact, I’ll go further
and say the ideal situation would be that you will not
be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By
this time you should know what your obsessions are.
If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling
superior, you might become a teacher.
Find that pursuit that will energise you,
consume you, become an obsession. Each day, you must
rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don’t, you are working.
Most of you will end up in activities which
involve communication. To those of you I have a
second message: be wary of the truth. I’m not asking
you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when
it is dangerous or impossible to do those things.
The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure,
and you will find that the closer you are to someone,
the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal
the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive,
or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child
can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences.
It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.
In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it.
That requires great frankness to yourself.
Never fool the person in the mirror.
I have told you that your life is over,
that you should not work, and that you should
avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.
It’s not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone
who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed
to the human race has been hated, not just by one person,
but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it
has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused,
murdered and in one famous instance, nailed to a cross.
One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact,
it’s often the case that one is hated precisely because
one is trying to do right by one’s own convictions.
It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be
accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one
will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the
average. That cannot be your role. There are a great
many bad people in the world, and if you are not
offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity
is a sure sign that you are doing something wrong.
The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.
I didn’t say “be loved”. That requires too much
compromise. If one changes one’s looks, personality
and values, one can be loved by anyone. Rather, I
exhort you to love another human being. It may seem
odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to
happen naturally, without deliberation. That is false.
Modern society is anti-love. We’ve taken a microscope
to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings.
It far easier to find a reason not to love someone,
than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason.
Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work -
the only kind of work that I find palatable.
Loving someone has great benefits. There is
admiration, learning, attraction and something which,
for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In
loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves
in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of
material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is
good for the soul. Loving someone is therefore very
important, and it is also important to choose the
right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn’t
happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded
dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first
before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly
weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.
You will find, that when you have someone to love,
that the face is less important than the brain, and
the body is less important than the heart. You will
also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is
not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back.
Its value is to inspire you. Finally, you will find
that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving
someone. You either don’t, or you do with every cell
in your body, completely and utterly, without
reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are
reborn, all the better for it.
Don’t work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.
You’re going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there’s no life expectancy.
unexpected blessings
i was surprised to receive an email from 'bas which
did me good especially in this low period for me.
i'm physically tired and worried over my work which
i keep silent about, since i dont like bothering
others with my troubles since everyone has more than
enough of their own. me? i always i know i will cope
and can cope even if worse stuff comes my way.
and this was what she sent
Hey guys, i just had to share this with you.
It's too beautiful and tells us that love conquers all.
This is the Based on a True Story.
A son says to his father: 'Dad, would you
be willing to run a marathon with me?'
The father, despite his age and a heart disease,
says 'YES'.
And they run that marathon, together.
The son asks: 'Dad, will you run another marathon
with me?' Again father says 'YES'.
They run another marathon, together.
One day the son asks his father: 'Dad, would you
please do the Iron Man with me?'
Now just in case you wouldn't know, 'The Iron Man'
is the toughest triathlon in existence;
4km swimming, then 180 km by bike, and finally
another 42 km running, in one stroke.
Again father says 'YES'
Maybe this doesn't 'touch' you yet by heart ...
until you see this
movie (put on sound!):
i dont think i'm going to put my thoughts in an
email reply which seems pretty phoney for what i'm
going to say. so i'll put those good intentions and
thoughts here, for my good memories in future.
love conquers all she says...
then the question is who do you love and who loves you.
the father loves his son THAT much...
if you were to run an ironman, marathon or anything
that taxes you to the point where you want to breakdown
and cry, but you dont. instead you remember your friend
or loved one. who do you carry in your heart?
who do you love that much that you carry them in your
heart so that when you want to give up, they are the
ones that "carry" you to go on?
i know who i carry when i give a little more, clock
the extra training, or push myself through the tougher
path even when i know i could fake my way out of things
if i wanted to.
through my competition i carry the team.
through it all i carry you.
rhymes
sung to the tune of "jingle bells"
deadline calls, deadlines call, deadlines all the way.
oh what fun, it is to rush, dead-lines on saturday, hey!
deadline calls, deadlines call, finals on the way
oh what fun, to rush this work, so i wont be dead that day.
i hate burning saturdays to do my work.
blame uni admin and toopid obs.
horrors
weighing myself, i'm tipping the scales at 71kg.
this is horrifying, i think i'm going for more
long runs.
this is the problem of weights training, really
makes you put on weight. no its not the creatine
or mass gainer since i've been off it for about
a week and its effect is not instantaneous.
rather i think its been the heavier resistances
that i've been pushing. no excuses.
3 weeks to reduce, reduce, reduce.
weakness
the biggest weakness anyone in a strength sport like mine
faces is when the think they are strong and they have to
do everything to prove that they are strong. its sad.
there are just too many people who are trying to lift
ever heavier weights without understanding the concept
of resistance that a weight plays.
but does one really get stronger by spreading out one's
effort? i believe not.
focus and isolation are key aspects of training that
have to be taken into consideration. a whole body workout
means that a whole body recovery should be planned for.
if improvements are averaged, the intuitive conclusion
is that overall improvement is slower. hence a more
specific focus on a few muscle groups lead to faster
recovery, and it follows, improvements in those areas.
for speed training the key issue if how fast and explosive
one is able to execute his repetitive movements. weights
act as stabilizers as well as resistance. however, in this
aspect, speed is the key and it is better to err on the
side of lighter weights, than to reduce speed. if heavier
resistance is the only way to train, no reverse paddling
should be done. if our focus is specific, we should work
on it.
chairman "sprained" his wrist a little today by resting
weights on his wrists. beast injured himself by not
taking recovery action. uncle sprained his back by not
controlling his form while lifting heavy weights. why
wont anyone believe me that training is dangerous? why
doesn't anyone consider the costs of recovery?
i am not saying dont lift heavy weight, but lift it
within your limits. when you expose and realize how
truly weak you are, you'll do the tougher thing by
training harder on your weakness instead of saying
no problem i do it for you. that's really nice but
that doesnt take care of your well-being which is more
important than winning medals for the team.
we've been talking about mental strength. part of it
is the ability to admit that one is weak, and when
one faces up to the fact, to diligently train harder.
part of mental strength is to do what is right rather
than what is popular. the team wants you to push, but
they forget that they will never accept responsibility
for your injuries.
look at the seniors (i dont think any juniors read
this, but if it ever leaks...) if we are waiting for
people who end class late, we start training first.
all these are the extra inches that we put in to be
better than the rest. there is no shame in being weak.
rather, if i were to ask you how much you have
improved from 6 months ago. i wonder what you'd say?
for a friend
i'm really fine with the line up. i mean this is the
best chance for me to wholeheartedly support my friends
when they had done the same for me in my very first
successful race for m/r.5/00. i hope they carry me
in their hearts too and will tell me when they do well
that they knew i would be there for them at the shore.
if they get a medal, they get it for me too, they will
understand that they medal is a privilege they wear
for those who cant(me), for those they carry in their
hearts.
while i dont expect to win because i dont believe that
my juniors will last, i am nonetheless prepared to
give my all to carry them through like a good sacrificial
senior. am i being condescending? i dont think so.
being in the boat with the bicept gang (juniors) may
not be such a bad thing after all. maybe this would be
a chance for them to listen to me. although i'm
skeptical of it happening because i've been reminding
them since heaven knows when but it seems i'm just
being discounted as naggy.
ok, we'll see what comes of it. afterall, i know that
by the looks of things, we're gonna have a big problem
with timings and chasers on my side. (bicept, what do
you expect?) i hope i am proven wrong. if i'm right,
could you guys maybe pay a bit more attention to what
i say.....
lifting
woah! tired oso perk up liao.
bumped into 'bas at the src chinup bars
muay thai training just ended.
didnt have enough time for more words.
forced into the sports hall for my test.
happy enough for the night though
