Chapfallen

The second training for the speech day parade turns out to be a hard knock on the head for me. Kept committing grievous mistakes which I shouldn't have done such as moving the wrong foot during marching, resulting in my nerves cracking up and blundering on the spot. I feel so tuckered out like shit after training. I guess I really have to work on polishing up my skills and getting in sync with the people in front of me since I have this habit of taking huge steps. But since mistakes and problems are meant to be conquered, I should pluck up the courage, face them and correct them. The biggest source of encouragement can be found in my redcross mates and other friends, I'd say. Here, I would like to extend a big big thank-you to some of the netball fellas who were helpful enough to oblige to seeing where my drills went wrong. Not forgetting some practices my squad mates and co. specially conducted to identify our areas of weaknesses among all. rofl. It's really comforting to have people by your side to guide and walk you through the phases of challenges.

I'll end this post with some tips on navigating your way towards finding motivation in whatever endeavours you are dished out with. Personally I think that motivation traces its footsteps back to working hard for someone else. Channelling all your efforts, energy and time to the ultimate goal of the want to triumph for someone pushes you beyond your limits. It makes you want to plough on further. You never want to let someone who lays much trust in you down. Attribute your hard work to people, not for the general well-being of yourself. Win for someone who has faith in you, not for the acceptance or recognition of others. All these give you the due strength you need to overcome nearly everything and anything.

If you're wondering why I'm writing like this, it's because an unexpected encounter with a person from my past makes me give much thought about why I tried so hard back in those days : the desire to carry on fighting it all out in the name of a someone but never for the selfish thirst of winning for oneself.