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One hell of a week.

Three words. Roller Coaster Ride. This week has been crazy!!



This week started out badly. I felt demotivated, unhappy, tired and agitated. And my self-esteem and ego took a sky jump went several bad exam results came out. I was constantly fighting & struggling. And surprisingly, I actually took control. I was doing my best to reframe & change my thoughts. I was coaching myself and it felt a little weird.

It was interesting to see me coach myself and the struggle within. And I had a self realisation. I suddenly realise that it was I was my own obstacle. MY EGO & MYSELF is what's stopping me. And I have to do something to get rid of that. Not only that, I had people telling me their problems and I'm glad to have a chance to coach them so that their life could be better.

It's true. "Coaching is for life." Never doubt that...

On Tuesday, I played basketball for PE classes and surprisingly, I can still shoot the ball into the hoop. The last time I played basketball was when I was 13 and yet, now at 17, I still remember to shoot. It's true, the body never forgets. PS : basketball is god damn tiring. Now, I know I stopped playing. hehe...

On Wednesday, I had Karate & house practice. Double physical exercise. I have never loved physical exercise but unfortunately, our school forces us. In karate, somehow, I had fun. We practiced on our falls & throws. It's actually kinda fun to fall. I prefered to fall. In a way, it was an eye opener for me about falling.

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Then, later, I had house practice. Surprisingly, for the first time in my entire life, I entered the runner's list. I never was a runner. I never was fast. But this changes my mind. Eventhough, my speed was 8-9 seconds for a 50-60 meter run, the slowest among the other runner's but this showed me something.

This proved that anything was possible. If I could enter the runner's list, then, anything is freaking possible. Maybe, this year, I might actually participate in my school sports day.

After running, my mind felt fresh and I realised that I could do anything if I work hard. Instead of feeling depressed, I felt excited. Maybe, it took some exercise for the endorphine & adrenaline to hit my head so that I could feel great, motivated and think logically.

And the next day, when I woke up, my legs & body felt refreshed. (but my brain still lack energy) My legs felt new, compact, lighter and stronger. My legs just felt like it's brand new. I felt like I could run a mile. I like the fact my legs felt great.

So thanks to that, I have a little more respect for sports. AND guess what, I'm looking forward to next week's PE lesson, karate & sports practice.

THIS week has been interesting. Just so damn interesting, and surprisingly, I just feel so alive.

Just So Stupendous Seventeen

Comments

Luffy Sam said…
Some words for you !!
You can do it !!!

Sas, feel down, stress is leasson for you to build up yourself, exprience and learning ya.

So challage is exprience !!
GO GO GO !!!
you can do it !!

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