I will never forget those mornings we dreaded, hatred of the afternoon, the uncertainties in the evening.

Sunday, 30 March 2014

away from homeground.

One more week and nothing's going right.

Time's flying past so fast. Whatever happened the past week seemed so far away.

Things change so quickly.

You make one choice and it impacts everything and everyone around you.

This week was a mess. Things that seemed to go well were hampered by other bad situations, your own negative thoughts, and the constant worry of not performing up to standards, not just in what you do, but living up to the expectations of others.

I'm not even thinking straight.

Anyways, we went to Bedok on Friday afternoon. It's quite a nice place, honestly, even though the waves are pretty choppy, you can turn the K4 more easily as compared to at Macritchie. Plus, there's more space at Bedok too. The waters are really different, and the pontoon is horrid, but besides that I like it :)

We had 2.4 time trial on Thursday. My target was sub-11 by nats, and after everything that happened, I thought that I would have the drive to keep pushing myself throughout the six rounds. My timing wasn't bad, it was my second best timing, but I know I could have done better. My hip started hurting after the run though, and now I can't put any weight on my right hip or it'll start throbbing. It isn't as bad as the holidays, when I ran 2.4 with a freaking limp, but I'm just worried that it's gonna affect me during nats or something. My right knee grinds when I climb the stairs and even though it doesn't hurt, I'm don't want to get injured.

Just hold it in.

It's going to be over soon.

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