hey peepz! shall type one last blog before i log off before my trip to penang over the week end.
the db team is going to penang to participate in an overseas competition! woo hoo! its kind of exciting really. its more exposure in the sport, and at the same time we get to see teams from other countries. see what their stroke is like, their style. and you know, stuff. heard the myanmar national team is going. its kinda imtimidating. then again, cap said that its really more like a training exercise for all of us. the main aim is just to see, learn, come back and beat the crap out of our opponents in the PM cup.
i really hope that we can at least win a medal or something from penang though. something of justify our existence perhaps? haha! well, perhaps its just for the fun of it.
whenever i think about a competition, i keep getting reminded of the aunties of the breast cancer foundation, who were there at regatta and MR 500. when i saw them row, i felt nothing but admiration for these ladies. they are survivors of the unjustified curse of cancer. and they are here bonded by a common struggle for life itself, competing in a race that they know they can never win, but yet, they still fight. they fight as if for a celebration of life itself. i always feel so proud of their fighting spirit. they are out there to win, but they are fighting a different battle of medals, trophies and titles. they are out to conquer death, out to beat back fear, out to proclaim their appreciation, their admiration, their gratitude for life. and they do it in a heartwarming, challengling way, by rowing a dragon boat. and mind you, it is NOT easy rowing a dragon boat. and for them, everytime they cross the finishing line together, even if last in their heats, they still cheer. their friends and family cheer for them on the shore, they cheer for each other in the boat, and they cheer for themselves.
kudos to them. maybe, one day, if i get striken by something of that sort, and manage to survive, i will also, join such a society, and perhaps too, row for my life.
of course, we are talking about a bunch of hot blooded young men and women fighting for glory and honour. we are fighting for another anecdote to add to our own illustrous history. we too are fighting for a higher purpose. we are also fighting for each other, cheering each other on. we have a goal and i hope we will get there together.
"success means doing ordinary things extraordinarily well." -- jim rohn
ciao!
the db team is going to penang to participate in an overseas competition! woo hoo! its kind of exciting really. its more exposure in the sport, and at the same time we get to see teams from other countries. see what their stroke is like, their style. and you know, stuff. heard the myanmar national team is going. its kinda imtimidating. then again, cap said that its really more like a training exercise for all of us. the main aim is just to see, learn, come back and beat the crap out of our opponents in the PM cup.
i really hope that we can at least win a medal or something from penang though. something of justify our existence perhaps? haha! well, perhaps its just for the fun of it.
whenever i think about a competition, i keep getting reminded of the aunties of the breast cancer foundation, who were there at regatta and MR 500. when i saw them row, i felt nothing but admiration for these ladies. they are survivors of the unjustified curse of cancer. and they are here bonded by a common struggle for life itself, competing in a race that they know they can never win, but yet, they still fight. they fight as if for a celebration of life itself. i always feel so proud of their fighting spirit. they are out there to win, but they are fighting a different battle of medals, trophies and titles. they are out to conquer death, out to beat back fear, out to proclaim their appreciation, their admiration, their gratitude for life. and they do it in a heartwarming, challengling way, by rowing a dragon boat. and mind you, it is NOT easy rowing a dragon boat. and for them, everytime they cross the finishing line together, even if last in their heats, they still cheer. their friends and family cheer for them on the shore, they cheer for each other in the boat, and they cheer for themselves.
kudos to them. maybe, one day, if i get striken by something of that sort, and manage to survive, i will also, join such a society, and perhaps too, row for my life.
of course, we are talking about a bunch of hot blooded young men and women fighting for glory and honour. we are fighting for another anecdote to add to our own illustrous history. we too are fighting for a higher purpose. we are also fighting for each other, cheering each other on. we have a goal and i hope we will get there together.
"success means doing ordinary things extraordinarily well." -- jim rohn
ciao!