Was reading my posts of long long ago.

I can't believe I actually aimed for 35km for canoeing training back then. 20km was like the minimum.

How I had to wake up at 7am on both weekends to go to kallang to row, but how it was all worth it because canoeing was so damn fun. I remember how I wanted to beat everyone in the team one by one... I had a accessed all their performance and skill levels and climbed up the ranking one by one. I remember eventually trying like hell to beat coach. I remember joining other schools for training when I was the only one who went down for water training during weekdays. HCJC, NJC, ACJC, NYJC, NTU, NUS, I studied all of their training programs one by one, land and water alike.

The races, the excitement, the hope, disappointment and satisfaction.

The frustration in the water, and the peace that I found through it.

I look at all the other Design students in my cohort who didn't take any CCAs because they were too swamped with the heavy workload and assignments and presentations and I kinda feel sorry for them. I learned so much through my ccas. You just have to go out and do some things sometimes. Dare to raise yourself to that level and put yourself on the spot.

That was when I realized that I wouldn't be satisfied just succeeding academically, or physically or even competitively. There were so many other levels to scale, so many perspectives to see through.



Oh shit.

I think I'm sick.
hahaha.