Yesterday's training was good.

Beat Jag first set, then totally died at the second, and came in kissing the rear of his boat on the third. Crap.

Just found out today that I've been using too much arm by inclining my angle of entry too much. I thought it would focus more force into the forward pull instead of sweeping, but apparantly at that angle the back and lats can't be used as much so I overkill my arms and forearms and that's why my damn forearm was cramping like hell yesterday.

Did a couple of T2 sets with Sebas after that, was pretty fun, trying out different strategies for the race. Then went to eat at PWD club with yong qiang. Ordered chicken fried rice but the bugger gave me pork fried rice instead. Yuck. Then played MVC at the arcade machines in the club. haha 20 cents per credit only.

Went back and met the dragonboaters, but went down in a T1 again to pace with the NTU boats. Was feeling quite shacked from morning training but I think I did some decent sets with them. Omigod their T2 pairs are very wudi. From start they're already 2-3 boat lengths ahead. Like wtf? I shall call them the "confused T2s" from now on because they think they are K2s and go at that starting speed hahaa.

Analyzed some of their strokes. Very very fluent twisting. geez... how much experience do these guys have? Lets see... canoeing since sec school? JC? then uni which can make a grand total of 11-15 years. I need to train harder and beat these guys.... why the heck are they in the same ivp category as the polys?!

Blah... paced with our dragonboat and haha won effortlessly :p Well, they had half a boat of char bohs and 2 new guys anyway.

All the dragonboaters went seperate ways after training. Its sad.... they don't go out to eat together anymore. That's an important thing for the team. We must never give up asking each other to go out and eat. I can't help but feel that the team is deteriorating slowly. Perhaps the momentum of any eam must die off in the end? maybe things will pick up? Maybe the team will disband, and a new group of people who have the proper drive will start a new team.

Its hard to say... poly students have such a laid back attitude... especially NYP because PE is not enforced. It should be a compulsory module damnit, don't they realized the importance of not only the physical aspects but discipline that self training or sports will just not imbue in an individual?

Geez....

Anyway, took 13 and dropped of early at boon cheong kee chicken rice stall. Was damned curious about that stall for so many years but finally went to explore it today. And whoa... not bad lei, although the chicken breast is quite tough. The uncle was thoroughly amused when I ordered another plate of chicken rice after finishing the first set with 2 extra bowls of rice.

And... I think I used up too much chakra... training in the morning and afternoon and chasing these retardedly fast people. Lungs felt very irritated when I breathed in any more than a normal breathe's capacity. Felt like coughing and almost coughed my chicken rice out while I was eating. Had to keep reminding myself to breath in veeeeeeery slowly while putting food in my mouth. Did you know that you breath in through your mouth when you put food in your mouth? And when you're damn hungry you breath in alot?

Got a sms from Esther. Ack.. no way I'd reach jurong in time... so went home.

Played UT2004 for a while... then was damn tired and collapsed on my bed and slept at 10pm. Wow, super early.





Training this morning was just as tough...

Did 250 sprints with Coach's T2 pair. Haha, led his boat by about 1 boat length. His partner isn't too experienced...
Tried to correct my stroke somewhat... feels much better. But Jag wasn't around so couldn't check how effective it was.

Then did land circuit with Sebas. Could tell he was utterly shacked already but he still pushed on, by third set he was already 10 seconds behind me. Then did pullups, 3 sets of 15 to cool down.

I dunno how to push Sebas on... he's completely comfortable being behind me in everything, which could be a good thing, because he's the backrower in our T2 pair so he has to follow mindlessly, but there's no fighting spirit like that. I need him to be as crazy as me or crazier.

Perhaps positive encouragement doesn't help. I shall try negative encouragement tomorrow.

Went home after school because I left my PT attire at home when I had to go kallang for rowing.

Well anyway made it to Kallang, almost missed the stop due to dozing off... very shacked.

Then got the shock of my life... NUS had borrowed our S2s for the surf and sweat competition and there were 5 S2's blocking the opening of the cupboard. For those who don't know, Starlum 2s are these big fat 2 person canoes which weigh close to 50-70kg? Usually takes 2 people to move the damned things, but I had to clear these 5 from the locker opening, then put them back later. wtf?

I had moved 1-2 before in similar circumstances, but this was just ridiculous. Stood there, attempted a S2, then had a stupid thought. The pyramid's blocks are fricking heavy too, rite? But how'd those skinny buggers get so many stacked up so high? Ahh... levers and pulley dynamics. So I accessed the construction of the rack and made an impromptu lever system out of the spokes.

Heng. Brians and brawn bahbey! But it was still damn heavy anyway, wasted quite abit of chakra there.

Got down in the water, rowed abit, and felt my right middle knuckle scream in pain. Result of punching the wall last night. Good to see my force direction is still accurate. Form was just nice for the middle knuckle to be most prominent so that the area of penetration would be most concentrated for maximum contact force. But I lack the calluses and conditioning to withstand dealing... I'd say 2-3 maximum blows of that form.

Anyway it hurt like hell, but what to do, I didn't just move 5 S2s for nothing. So rowed until the pain got worse and eventually got sharp and wow, went away.

Arrived at the turn around at shears bridge, and the waves were pretty strong. That is like... the absolutely WORSE place to capsize, because if the undercurrent is moving outwards, you can get pulled out to who knows where. So I made my turn, 90 degrees...

Waves.. waves... critical angle!! low brace to try to maintain balance!! Another wave wtf?! Going down going down mayday! Wet!! Water!!! Then... Sky.

And it was so that the last batch of canoeists just left the 1k mark so I was left all alone in that dangerous spot.

Frantically started kicking to get back to shore... estimated... 250metres away... Blarrrghhh! Floated still in the water and watched where I was benig pushed... Heng. Was being pushed in instead of out. So pretty safe.

Reached the beach and bailed water... then went over and paced with Chinese High for a while. Some of them are pretty fast. Was about on par with the T1 leading the pack.

Ended with some short distance sprints, then during washup, met Anthony. He gave me alot of tips and info regarding the waters and strokes. Very insightful, I just made a notepad doc with the info so I don't forget. The strategy and logic concerning this sport is very deep. Anyway I went for a run after that, Sabu's nice he said I could leave my bag in his office next time I go running because he saw mw stuff my bag in the 1 dollar locker. Got a stitch during the run. And haha, first time I actually ran faster today until it got sharper and sharper slowly went away.

Getting in the mood for the race.

I must beat them... no matter how strong they are.

Felt something I haven't felt in a long time during training just now.

Naresh was acting funny during the end of weights just now, and Samantha took measures to bring the level of discipline back to the team.

And so it was that we held in pushup position for 18 minutes after pushups, after weights, after pullups. And I was losing my tolerance to the misconduct of some of the team... especially melvin, who was right beside me. The thinks that he is damn tough, just because he can hold pushup position. Acting cocky, and laughing, humming and making comments to himself during the punishment. Wake up your fucking idea, Melvin. If you want to prove that you are powerful, disciplined, or whatever, then you can bloody well train harder and win this fucking race! Instead of feeding your ego and acting tough because you think that the girls can't handle the punishment.

Power comes with discipline, and apparantly some people cannot comprehend this simple function. Its sad that they didn't learn it growing up, or through scouts, NCC or some form of martial arts. Damn glad we have the Army to attempt to imbue some of it into some people.

Instead of acknowledging his weaknesses and try harder to overcome them, he makes excuses for himself and compromises every aspect of training. Perhaps I shouldn't tolerate him either.

Anyway, at the end of the 18 minutes, Samantha yelled "Am I going to see a more disciplined team next week?". Some yesses. Then she yelld "I can't hear you!".

Then I snapped. I felt my control shake, loosen.

And I heard his voice come out of my mouth.


I felt him right beside me, yet in me, my spirit shaking. And no more words could describe him, but in the brief silence that followed, he faded away. It was just a flicker, but I could feel the after shock in me.

People say that they get pissed off. That they get mad at others.

Well I don't. Everything is in a controlled fashion. Every confrontation met with logic, ethics, and morality.

But all these barriers and filters which I have set up to flow in parallel with the world... they know no middle, or centre setting.

I have a very high tolerance level. But certain things may trigger him. Then everything comes down.

The thing about these barriers is... they are not set up just for me to seem cool or in control. Certain past events... perhaps my curiousity or research and training in certain areas have led to dangerous findings. And with great power, comes great responsibility. Sounds familiar, but unlike the man of steel this power has no positive output.



Then I fear, that if I snap, will I just kill a man with one blow, or would I beat on him first just to enjoy it?



But that will never happen.

Yes, it will not.

So my hopes of going for a run last night, as well as training this morning and afternoon were uneventful thanks to a sudden injury.

I should start a log on ridiculous injuries, since training related injuries are so common, freak injuries are much more worth while to keep track off.

So here we go:

Was playing the piano in the piano room during piano ensemble meeting, then ai yun said "oh dear, there he goes shaking his leg again," And I noticed my leg tucked in behind under the seat, moving to the rythm. That was fine and all, but after I finished playing, felt a slight sensation in my left hip. Went to macs and ate fastfood for the first time in... a year? But it was nice anyway. Then as I walked to the MRT station, and home, the pain got more and more intense, until I had to sit down on a bench, try to stretch, tried to kick to snap whatever muscle which got knotted back into place to no avail. Until by the time I reached home I was limping, and then It hurt like hell whenever I walked.

Slightly better the next morning, but decided better not to go for training less I aggravate this into something serious.

So that's the first freak injury of 2004 - Hip sprain from playing piano.

Felt much better after a nap in the afternoon so I decided to risk it for a midnight run just now and... yes, its good as new. Sha-neroh!

Rowing tomorrow morning here I come!

On a side note, Shimona finished adding the vocals to Play That Melody which I uploaded to Pathos:

Stress... my timings for T1 500m are below par. Need to buck up!

Just realized I can get quite complacent sometimes... waiting at the starting line today, when there's no one to tell you when to go, I was... afraid to start.

Afraid it would be a bad set, that my timing would be like crap.

Afraid that I would chiong too much at the start and end up tired at the end.

Afraid I wasn't up to standard.

Last few sets I just told myself to heck care, make all the mistakes I wanted, because this was training anyway. Just like each stage's score in MVC2, I will slowly train this timing to be top notch.


Headed to school for weights after rowing. Haven't done serious running in... what, 2 weeks? Crap! Stupid shins... I almost died during weights circuit! After first biceps station just couldn't go on at all, biceps and forearms felt like someone was squeezing the life out of them. Stretching didn't help, and resorted to kneeling on the ground to grip them in pain for awhile. May have overdone it today... but yes! I am back to killing myself during training! Woohoo!

Saturday:

The previous day's weights with the seniors was pretty heavy, could feel shoulders feeling abit achey.

Kallang Basin was overly crowded as usual, more enemy skirmishes, and worse, minor collisions during sets. Dunno why those Crescent girls school char bohs like to park their boats sideways right in the middle of the basin... walau... Perhaps next time instead of saying "excuse me!" or "T2 watch out!" I should just scream "OMIGOD?!" Bwahahaha... going nuts.

Jag wasn't around, but nevertheless, had a fun time pacing with some hwachong and rjc boats. Sun was merciless... and perhaps drank too much water till felt abit like throwing up... so I got to sit on the pontoon for a couple of sets. But was up and going against the k2 again after awhile.

Went to suntec to eat with the canoeists after training. The Teppan Yaki was not bad, and still ended off with my beef ball soup, and got to try some of Charmaine's Korean spicy beef soup! Damnit... it was awesome....

Headed to school with Yongqiang to do weights, and ended up helping to clear the piano ensemble booth first. My lovely A0 size Arts for All banner got stolen for some reason... dunno who are the cockheads who stole my beauty... why the heck they decided to steal something so huge is beyond me.

Tianhong was nearby so I jio'd him to join us for dinner later, and he arrived in school while I was still doing weights. Then we set the crickets and maggots from the open house booth game free in NYP. Darren was afraid we might upset the eco-system or ecology of our beautiful campus so we only set the crickets free in the bushes around the track, and put the maggots in the dustbin.

Left school with Tianhong to meet Jeremy and Winston at Bugis to play some CS. Got so owned... then while waiting for Willy I ran over to play mvc2 and met up with the old Shoryuken bunch. Bluemilk was getting owned as usual haha :p, and Nate's gay long hair is now gone because he's in army lol.

Then they had to leave to eat dinner so I ran to meet the guys for dinner. Had fish porridge and chicken chop... mmmm...

Talked alot of cock, was damn fun. Then headed home and we watched scary movie 3.

Thus ended Valentines day, a good day spent with good friends. It was good to be out with Hong again, last few V days we spent training in school, hahaha. It may not be better or worse then a couple of years ago when I went out with her, its just different, but still nice. After all, what else is there to do on Valentines day when you're single?

Some people tell themselves why they aren't missing out on some things, but in the end do we succeed in fooling ourselves? Do we really have to come up with facts or thoughts to console ourselves if there isn't anything to console or miss in the first place?

Just know why you are where you are and enjoy it. And if you don't, then make a change for yourself.

But do I need her? No. I'm not going to put myself through that again.

Friday's performance's sound system cocked up totally. Stupid school told live audio to shift the speakers back to the side of the stage because it was "blocking the logo of the backdrop". Thats some lameass shit going on down there.... so anyway the speaker was screaming straight at the piano and mic which would very easily trigger a feedback loop.

Stoned at the watersports booth awhile. Damned funny game Melissa came up with. They called it "fear factor", with 3 black boxes with covered holes big enough for you to fit your hand in. The challenge: put your hand in and retrieve a marble for your prize. But what they didn't know was that we put some living things in those boxes.

First day someone bought baby frogs... geez. And I can't believe they didn't buy any food for them so.. yeah, by the end of the day they were either squished by the marble or pingpong ball, mashed by unsuspecting hands, or died of starvation. That was just.... horrible... so the next day they bought maggots and crickets instead. And what did they feed them? Bread. Of all things?! maggots I can understand they eat shit even, but crickets eating bread? I don't know how but they did survive till sunday, either that or they jumped out of the box when someone put their hand in or took a ride up someone's arm to literally suprise the hell out of some girls.

Some of the reactions we got were quite interesting too. Guys were like "oh ok, yeah..." *raise eyebrow*, *squint eye*. But the girls would break out into deafening sopranos of terror when they took out their hand to see what they found, or when we let them look into the box after they retrieved the marble. But some girls were even more steady, they only raised their eyebrow... wah......

Boonsan came over and we headed to the weights room for a bit. I wasn't exactly too keen to work on anything else besides legs because there was rowing the next day, but... I guess its some stupid thing for dragonboaters, to do weights with a senior which you haven't seen in a long time is a sacred thing... Then a face I haven't seen in a long time - Chester appeared. He was leaving on saturday to study in Australia so he wanted to meet some of the guys for weights and dinner. Boonsan bought him a farewell present, damn funny... Chester was like "Zhe4 yang4 wo3 bu2 shi4 gan3 dong4?"

Did weights with them for a while, then Jintian arrived for a run, then Steve happened to walk by. It was good to see the guys back together again, last time I saw them together was during my first month in the team, before Chester left for NS and Steve left to concentrate on his studies. Then Boonsan and Jintian went upstairs for a run, leaving Chester and I in the weights room. We talked awhile about courses and army stuff. It seems everytime I am about to go someplace, Chester is leaving from there. First dragonboat, now NS. He was the captain of the SAFSA dragonboat team and also was a national rower, like Boonsan is now. Did weights with him and, he is very wudi! He bench pressed 40kg per side all the way down and all the way up.

Thats another funny thing about Chester, almost everyone in the team past or present has developed some form of rocking or swining during weights, but his form is very controlled. Like Tianhong's.

The current team arrived to keep the booth stuff and while I was talking with them Chester dissapeared up to the track to join the others as quietly as he arrived.

Decided on chobobo/mario remix, then medley from princess mononoke.

Live audio did an awesome job with the sound system this year and they blasted a monitor on my left side while I was playing so I could hear everything loud and clear. Splendid job, live audio. And the canoeists were making so much noise, haha.

Was looking through the race results from the previous SICC, or SDBA invitational canoeing championships... feel very ... hyped up now. Previously NYP hasn't been doing well at all, which is dissapointing. But nonetheless I believe this year Jag and I will put up a damned hard fight for the t1 races, and Sebas and I will rock them hard in the t2 as well.

I feel slightly insecure about my performance for the face next month... I can't even beat Jag on a constant basis, how am I supposed to go against the top rowers from all the other schools? Whatever it is, as long as we keep pushing each other we improve each week. I must get the hang of my power stroke and Jag must apply more power to his cyclic stroke.

Warghhh I need to row!!!!

Well I'm back on track with trainings I guess. the recovery plan for legs is coming along fine, can feel the pain subsiding slowly.

Tomorrow is the first day of open house. Ahhh, piano ensemble is performing again. Not sure what to play...

1. Theme from super mario:
This piece is damn fun to play, there's so many variations in beats and melodies that I can't believe this originated on the snes. However, just learnt this thinglast friday and my damned clarinova key is stuck right where the melody has to be played so this hampers my conceptual model of this piece.

2. Chocobo "HYPER REU REMIX?!OMG?!1":
Another fun one. But very short and not much substance. Then again, chocobo is chocobo, almost everyon knows chocobo so it will be a starting piece.

3. Melodies of life:
Nice but, omg again? Will use this as a last resort.

4. Themes from the upcoming musical:
Very nice, but not very impressive technique-wise. The movements will probably reach the more emotionally inclined though.

5. Medley from princess mononoke:
It just rocks when you play a piece you haven't played in so long, and it sounds just so damned nice, so much so that I even broke a sweat playing it just now. I'm quite proud of this arrangement too, because its quite impressive in terms of technique too. Will most probably play this then, MONONOKE IS BACK YES!!!

So tomorrow and friday's line up is:
Optional starter: Chocobo/30% chance will play mario
Filler piece: Themes from musical/30% chance will play melodies of life
Ending Piece: Medley from princess mononke

Will have to see the mood tomorrow then.

Feeling a little aimless nowadays.

Don't have the drive to go out and kill myself during trainings, afraid, more injuries may occur? Or perhaps I've just plainly lost the drive to achieve my goal.

Couple of weeks ago I set out to go all out for my running... I was going to get these damn legs on track, had the most awesome runs, but then, my shins started to hurt. More and more now, until everyday when I wake up in the morning and walk down the stairs to go to school it hurts.

Damnit, why are human bodies so frail? I need to inject myself with adamantium or heck, even stainless steel would suffice. Small matter 2 weeks back too, dunno if its the pullups but I sprained a ligament on my left arm too.

This is retarded, how am I supposed to train like a mad man if these set backs keep occuring and stopping me?

Went to Bishan gym today with sis, talked with one of the fitness instructors there. She's really nice. She said that if I'm running uphill the chances of injuring your shin area are quite high, especially if you do it often. I think... those sprints up the hill in the neighbourhood and in school are to blame then. Or perhaps its just that I've been training the upper body too much and not enough on the legs. So the weight on top is too much to bear for extended amounts of running.

Not that I could have helped it... the runners knee episode in my second year totally killed my desire to run, so the only thing to do was weights with hong. Damnit... should have done more strength training for legs too.

Then again, perhaps I would have been a less effective rower if I didn't totally specialize in upper body strength training? I'm training to be a rower, not some runner, afterall. And no matter how much Jeremy bitches about my running, the fact is, you can be a learner of all, but a master of none. True, running helps build stamina, but the lactic capacity for your legs and arms and lats are two totally different things. You may be able to run 2.4 under 9 minutes, but that only your leg's atp capacity having a high averaged max. But no matter how much you run you can't transfer that capacity to your arms.

I guess thats what JC meant by his comparison to our training and acjc's.

Recovery plan:
.Swimming for cardio
.More strength training for legs
.Train cardio with arms

Blarrghhhh

Not sure how to describe this week so far... familiar or nostalgic likely.

Had canoeing sea training on hari raya monday morning, tied 2, won 1 and lost 2 sest to jag. Then we crazily decided to do a T2 together and suprised sensei at the starting line and the pull was insane, glide was heavenly and power was eruptive! And we totaly trashed the K2 hahaha :p

Then we went eat at suntec. The korean food there aint too great. But the beef ball soup still kicks ass! The dragonboaters called from sentosa, said the weather sucked so they wanted to catch a movie instead. So met up with them at cineleisure to watch cheaper by the dozen. Damn funny show. I just love how they played that exagerrated choral piece during the climax of the show.

But anyway before that I went looking around for the shoryuken gang. Eventualy spotted something familiar at orchard emerald. Textbook 5X air hyper viper beams, sentinal force infinites, and captain commando helper mashers. Yeap, this had to be the latest generation of players from shoryuken. Watched awhile more and found out that they had found out a couple of new strategies, but no traps, hahhaa how sad... Challenged a couple of them for a few matches, won a tiny few and lost alot. Hrm... controller on the left side was acting a little funny. Then I heard a familiar name behind me. Looked behind and sure enough, saw kirk.

Hahaha that stupid ass is like some sort of big shot to the new guys. Its well earned though. His mags was always rivalling with Nate's for number one rushdown spot anyway. He then proceeded to thrash the new guys until they left and I got to play against him. Managed to get some familiar feel with my old trap team and discovered some new strategies against his stupid rushdown whores. Won a couple, lost a couple. He's crazy. He just went, "hey help me finish my credits", and spammed the machine's credit button with his card so we played 12 of his credits. It felt damn great playing against him again, some games just never get outdatted, like some sports. I can't believe that after 4 years, everything about that game is still fresh after a couple of matches.

While we were walking down the street to meet our friends, I saw a couple more familiar faces, a couple of boys from st gab's synergy camp... but crap, couldn't remember his name... he always called himself colby and me shaq and gave non-stop commentation during our practice matches.


Met up with Louie for a swim on tuesday. He said he hasn't swam in ages, but I can't remember the last time someone made me kick that hard to overtake him. This ri/hwachong tahaner/canoeist who hasn't swam in what, half/one year and detests training still posesses a scary amount of stamina.

Me: "You've gotten better."
Louie: "But still not enough to beat you."

Louie's a tough nut to crack sometimes. Its hard to read what he's thinking sometimes because he's so familiar with reading other people himself that he automatically creates false mirrors of himself. But in the end, its through feeling that you can understand some people. I guess thats why I can talk to him and we click so well. We're alike.

1am... argh... ZZZZZZzzzzzzzz...........

Yesterday was quite happening.

Canoeing in the morning-noon:

Warmups then sprints.

1st set, did my starting pulls, then wacked the water all the way. Looked down to check my torso for proper rotation, looked to the side to see Jag somewhere beside, looked forward to see OMG?! Off course! I hate the outer lane. Often get dragged out thanks to the current no matter how much I sweep. So there's Jag going in a straight line and I make a nice curve, doing who knows how much extra distance and coming in behind him.

I hate that outer lane, but what if I get it for the race? Have to get used to that damned current I guess.

2nd set, somewhere in the middle, jag and ezra collided with some other canoeists, as I happily moved through. I shot through two oncoming canoeists and then slowed down for jag to recover from his traffic jam. But, when I saw him coming up from the side and started up again it was a little too late. Ehh... on retrospect shouldn't have waited.

3rd set, Sensei decided to tag along beside us for that set. Jag went to the outer lane this time. Did my starts, then pulls, then sensei kept yelling at me to "pull harder!" and I thinking "wtf I'm pulling my haaaaaarrrrdest already!" Then felt a cramp on my right thigh. Of all times... got worse and worse but he kept yelling at me for 'more power!' so heck, just wacked, almost died and during the last 20 metres or so went a little off course and drove at the dragon boats although coming in ahead of Jag. He says he still won because I didn't go through the proper finish line tho. Yeah, I guess.

Anyway kallang basin is seriously very crowded... I think there were close to 40-50 canoes in the basin yesterday. Turning around during warmups is as good as WTF?! MUST AVOID ENEMY SKIRMISH!!!

Went to Suntec to eat with yongqiang. THEY OPENED A NEW FOODCOURT AT THE BOTTOM LEVEL!! SOOO MUCH FOOD! Ahah I almost died, didn't know what to eat yet couldn't eat too much because had dragonboat training in 1 hours time. So I settled on duckrice extra rice and egg and a nice bowl of beef ball soup. Fabulous........

Talked to Yongqiang abit, He said he was quite demoralized for the mens opens race that he was going for because he couldn't beat Jag and me. Actually that opens slot was supposed to be for me... but I managed to kickass and get upgraded to the mens ivp race with jag. Felt a little bad... He's been switching between the t and ks recently, and like Anthony said, its just not a good way to train. But I believe that he and Naresh could do well in the k events. Their K2 sped past me and sebas a couple of times today.



DB training later went quite ok. Did a couple of 1km pulls, then Ben let us go the beach and swim! Ben asked about the canoeing events I was taking part in. Then he was like "how many teams can they send for that event"? And I was like "no idea." Because I thought he was referring to all the races in general. Then I told him about the other races then he asked the question again and then I realized what he meant. "teams" meant boats or participant for that race, ala dragonboating we usually send 1 team for the ivp. So I told him only 2.

Sometimes I wonder how he's feeling about the current issues in the team. Will he feel saddened? Ben deserves so much better, I think, if you give him a team which has overall high standard of fitness or bigger numbers, I think they'd go very far. But our team has such a great difference in terms of stamina, strength, speed, numbers and inter-personal conflicts. But He's strong. I believe that he sees these extra "shortcomings" as added challenges, and he's smart enough to use what he has to win.


Made my way back to Bishan for taekwondo class, Sir Robin called a couple of days ago to ask me to take charge of the class because he couldn't make it on the day. Stupid stupid 13 took 20 minutes to come, stupid slow ass 13, and I was 30 mins late, but started the class as usual.

Did a nice long warmup, I think my stretching has improved a biiiit. Splits still suck like hell though.

Heard those familiar cheers and yays when I told them to line up in 2 rows because they knew that I was going to make them do jump/run/kick races.

Had fun during the losing team's penalty though.

Break then pattern time. Practiced my original improved pattern. Think I've been watching too much bilang.net. Then sashi came over and went "whoa... what is that?!" "damn fast lei". Taught Daryl the jumping turning kick, reverse sweep combination and botched up a scissors kick. How the heck did Vin do it >_<.


This morning woke up with quite alot of aches... haven't dragonboated in about 2 weeks thanks to chinese new year and canoeing so lower back aches a little, shoulders ache a little too. Ahhh but it'll all be gone for tomorrow's rowing again.

I'm gonna fly!