Pit stop

I like it!
Originally uploaded by elginwx.

The sch network is l o u s y. Made me retype this entire post.

Ok, enough.

A BIG Thank You to all who helped out at the Food for funds (although 90% didn't reply my "thank you" sms). Great initiatives, hard work, great fun. Thumbs up for the table decorations. Thumbs up for the labour.

Of late, I have been talking. Not so much of being on the phone, but reflecting and talking things out. It has been great, despite the busy schedule and activities that are packed back to back. I haven't had the luxury of time to sit back and watch but that is no excuse. I had to make time and put what was taught in GCE into good use. And so...
My dear diary has been a good aid in helping me as I talk things out. Thank you...writing has now taken on a new form =] Slowing down, observing, listening and feeling, enabled me to identify what I don't normally do...what I feel, see and have been wanting to do. It feels great.

You know how the 2.4km station bears the mark of dreadedness in the hearts of many soldiers (except those talented ones), and I'm amongst those who dread it too. I was never a runner, at least before my army days. Somewhere along the line, they felt that I could meet their required timing for some race...and so, I was selected. The rest of those no selected, had to carry on with their daily planned program.

They call it the Annual Armour Road Relay. The various units will gather and compete. Congrats, as little cadets, we did well the first time and swallowed the trophy. We were then called back to run for them over the subsequent 2 years, because they thought we were good. And so, I was taken out from the normal program and inserted into a whole new program where I followed a mundane routine of trainings after trainings so that I'm adequately prepared for the big race. From that, I have had sufficient training to be able to withstand short distance races and once in a blue moon, long distances. Who ever said it was easy? But worth it. And not many would enjoy going through such trainings, yet many want to taste the sweetness of the fruits without first labouring. It just doesn't work that way my friends.

You know how the 2.4km route is coming to an end when you see people giving their 'last burst of fire' (as my officers would put it) and then sprinting towards the finishing line. As the same time, you will also experience the pull of your muscles and how your flesh tells you to give up. For some, they want to run a good race, for others, they merely want to finish it. Like it or not, a silver or gold timing, determines your bank account balance. But hey, great reward awaits you. I see what lies ahead of me, and I'm all excited!

I see my fellow pacer giving his final burst, sprinting towards the finishing line, not too far away. I'm inspired. And I follow suit. Around me are some who have just started, some are enduring the heat of the race and some have decided to drop out. Come on! Great reward awaits you at the end of the race!

It has been an exciting race as I see my fellow pacer sprint. It's the first time having him run alongside me and leading by example: fixing his eyes on the finishing line. And that's the way it is. Fix your eyes on the finishing line, and when you finally cross it, you know you are ready for an even longer distance.

I'm all excited and ready to go a longer distance.

"If you can't swallow, break it up." - Quote Mr. Ky. He said, studying is like eating...you can't swallow it, you gotta break it up." =] good sign.

I like this picture a lot.