Mind-Over-Body

Did alot of thinking about this stupid concept over the weekend.

Rowing in Cougar on monday, wed, thurs and fri made my arms royally sore during the sets with Sensei on saturday.

He said he was "very happy" with my stroke and that it had improved alot, hoorah, unfortunately, my intensive training not only helped my stroke by leaps and bounds, but it had shocked my arms into conditioning for this new stroke.

So, no power, no speed, couldn't even catch up to the charboh k2, wtf? And sensei kept shouting "mind over body". And I kept thinking "it IS over body already, but the damned body will not moooooooooooove!" Like I hit a max rep or something during rowing.

Then suffered during running later during dragonboat due to my over enthusiasm for chicken rice, chilli and msg saturated soup. Well, its been 2 weeks already since I ate chicken rice, haha I deserve to screw up the diet once in a while. I knew I was going to die during the run, I forgot to bring running shoes and was going to get an abrasion with those damned ACG shoes, but its been so long since I ran with the team.... stupid working hours always making me late for land training.

And then suffered even more during the first 2km set in the dragonboat.

Its funny how your body instinctively wants to try and expel some food when lots of movement is taking place.

But after the first set, it finally hit a well digested mark and I could feel the marvelous power, essence and spirit of the chicken rice flowing in my veins!

And so the rest of the sets in the dragonboat were not a problem.

And then it hit me... how effortless it was for me to claw, to pull and yank the water back with such ease, yet in the k1 I was dying. The key is to relax my damned arms and just focus on the twisting.

Bwahahaha, genious that I am. Tried it out this morning, and it hella worked. Hell yeah.

To exert force you must first be relaxed to know that you are exerting it.

I've also realized how good poly students have it. Waking up at 630 to run down to kallang to row before work has woken up a certian level of discipline which I had lost for a long time.

I guess I sorta miss the days in secondary school, waking up at 430, going to the coffee shop outside school for the awesome nasi lemak, walking through the school gates while the sun is still down, the crickets screaming their godamn lungs out, checking the prefect roster to make sure everything was in place, hinging the flags, standing by the gates.

Ahhh but how little there was to do back then.

Blargh, need to get faster... where the heck is my debit card...