Uncovered a conspiracy today at riding practice.

Part 1: Plank. Kept rolling off up to the 3rd try. S course was easy shit though. If I were to fail it would be here due to the plank and me wobbling a little on it.

Result: PASS

Part 2: E-brake. wtf just brake. Easy shit.

Result: FAIL

I kenah cheated la!



Was doing secret training in gym after that. Panting like mad after the first series. Second series got interrupted by a group of sji boys.

(Soft voice in the distance): You ask la!
(Soft voice in the distance 2): You ask!
*tap on back*
Me: huh?
(Boy who looks like mini stephen): Errr how you train ah?

wth?

So they got a crash course on gym and recovery. But I felt bad for them... doing gym so young. Halting their growth when they could very well be growing up till 18. But I couldn't bear to tell them, because they looked so passionate about training. Not like it would help since they started quite some time ago anyway, so my conscience is clear.

They had so many questions, yet I've seen them around the gym for so long, I wonder how the heck they have been training in the first place.

Makes me remember the days back in high school. For most guys, if you were bigger, you rock. For me, as long as I move faster and snap with more power, I kill you, then I rock, because you would be incapable of rocking.

I was the shortest in the group that I reluctantly hung out with. So yeah, I know what its like to be short. And it pissed me off. Until that week where the fever wouldn't go away and I shot up like a long bean. Talk about desire to grow.

So these boys are sacrificing the remainder of their vertical growing potential just to get bigger. Kinda like selling your soul to the devil. To them, the trade-off is probably fair. Anyway its not like singaporean guys are very tall anyway! Ya ha!

But ironically, its the person who doesn't follow the logical thing to do and just does what his heart tells him that works the hardest in sports. You have to be able to ignore logic anyway, when your whole body is telling you "pain", "stop", and you keep going.

Hiruma said that in sports, you need a hot heart, but a cool head. But usually you have people in either extreme. The balance between ying and yang is always difficult shit to achieve.

Probably in everything in life, a balance is the most difficult thing to achieve. Balance of time, balance of commitment; time and emotional, balance of stress, balance of relaxation.

Ahhh but the real brain-wrecker is that once this balance is achieved in this dimension, you swing drastically toward "order" in the next dimension and screw up your balance between "order" and "chaos" completely.

Isn't that ridiculous?

I've come to the conclusion that it is not possible to achieve that perfect balance. But the struggle to achieve it is what drives the wisest of people.

And that can only come by understanding more about yourself and others around you.