Friday, March 24, 2006

mr koh is the best coach one can ever ask for.

since i started running, i had my fair share of victories and defeats.

through victories, my level of confidence escalates, eventually leading to the creation of steadfast perseverance in me. i trained hard to attain the highest glory, determined to prove myself capable.

my eyes were fixed then.

after these goals were met, complacency kicks in. i paid no extra attention to this subtle poison which eventually penetrated into my life, contaminating my perspectives and averted my eyes from the destination. complacency has proved to be fatal; completely changing my course of focus.

in sec 3, my attendance for trng dwindled down, and it didnt took long before i wandered off. wholly.

like any other coaches, mr koh relentlessly tried to knock some sense into me, hoping to direct me back on track. on ALL occasions, i ignored his words and continued my pursuit of a different lifestyle.

but,

mr koh did not just leave me that way. he was persistent and after a few months, i resumed trng. through the sessions, it was clear that my fitness was in a deplorable state of neglect. no doubt, many others thrashed me on the runs, even those who were once slower than me. i did start to pick up a lil but the small improvements were deemed unworthy by me.

i gave up again.

the vicious cycle goes on; mr koh talks to me, i go for trng, and goes missing after a few weeks.
this explains for my absence from competitions in sec 3.
at that point of time, if u were to ask me who i think is the biggest loser to ever walk on the face of this earth, my ans wil be a loud loud 'me'.

mr koh said this to me on tuesday,
'i have never given up on you. do not give up. do not give up hope on yourself'

these words jolted me back to my senses, and created an uproar in me. a simple 2 minute talk has set me thinking, causing several questions to surface, one of them being:

have i given up hope?

mr koh has finally struck me real hard. images of the past were conjured up in my head, reminding me of mr koh's undying concern over me.

why is failure more finely etched in our minds than triumphs?
the situation does not look promising now, but i ought to look back at the times when i did succeeded in reaching my goal. those were the times when i cling on to the glimmer of hope, believed and strained towards the goal, even when the path seems bleak.

and so, i no longer think im a failure. i was, and can be successful again! with renewed hope, i'll embark on a new journey of self discovery and revive the runner in me! there may not be good results this nationals, but it shall not deter me from giving my best. even in jc, i will continue to fan this flame and work to bring back the old me.

not for self glorifying purpose, but to convey a simple msg,
there is hope!

the lord is faithful.