As the year draws to a close, my mind feels light. This is the time of the year when most of my projects have wrapped up. This is the time of the year when we celebrate, shop and eat to our hearts’ content. There haven’t been many sunny days lately but I’m not complaining. In fact, I kind of enjoy the cool weather. It’s nice and warm to take pleasure in sipping coffee and observe the rain. I also get to don and flaunt my insulated apparel which has been hibernating in the wardrobe during hot sunny days.
Although Christmas is still a few days away, I’ve already received plenty of gifts. Most of the presents came from my classes and a few from friends who are special. This month is also the time I get invited to many luncheon and dinner. One that made it memorable was a meal that cost $1,000! The food taste extremely good and every dish melts in the mouth. More invitations on the way. Looks like I’ve to work extra hard in the gym. I had the honour of being invited as a special guest to attend a concert performed by intellectually disabled persons. They performed simple song and dance routines but they spent months of practices and rehearsals to remember the sequence and steps. I was impressed and moved by their performances. It definitely brought back a lot of memories when I was a volunteer with MINDS. On Saturday, I was asked to help out in a Christmas line dance party for aunties. These aunties made an effort to dress to the nines, gyrate and groove to the music, play outrageous games and did pole dancing! Certainly not the type of party you would expect in any company’s D & D.
The following day, I was representing my team to do a symbolic row for the 5 dragonboaters at Bedok Reservoir. The various schools, clubs and organizations formed 5 boats to signify our lost comrades. The national team led the 5 boats in a single file to the starting point. At the starting point, the national team row ahead with the 5 boats behind rowing at the same rate. Towards the last 50 m, the 5 boats charged to the finishing point. When the boats returned to the pontoon, each individual boat was garlanded to mark the infusion of new life into the sport. The memorial row was a poignant moment. At the end of the ceremony, the boats were asked to splash water at one another to revive the spirit of the sport. We were all damp but the mood was transformed to one of exultation. It’s time to let go and move on!
"Once upon a December" - a song that I enjoy dancing to it especially during this time of the year.
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
May you find some comfort
I don't know any of the 5 dragon boaters who lost their lives in Cambodia. But I felt sad when I read the papers. My heart sank when I followed the news on TV. My eyes got teary when I looked at some of their blogs. They were young, talented and had so much to do in their lives. I emphatised with their families, teammates and friends who are going through a very difficult time. Like them, I'm also in the dragon boat fratenity. I know what is it like to be in a team. I know that everyone on a team is linked together like a family. They may be gone but their passion and spirit live on. I've learnt to cherish life, treasure and value the people around me..............
This is a song from Westlife - Angel
This is a song from Westlife - Angel
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
I (Eye) was incapacitated
I’m supposed to write about these 2 weeks ago but I was incapacitated, nursing from a surgery. It was 5th November, Monday morning, just after the Regatta. I was scheduled to undergo a mini operation at Gleneagles Hospital at 8.45 am. I arrived quite early, feeling apprehensive, tense and fretful. The nurse on duty said “take this, you need them for the operation.” And she gave me an assortment of pills – different sizes and colours. While lying on the operating table, they took my blood pressure and dosed me with local anesthetic. After a while, I felt drowsy and sleepy. I’m aware that they were doing some kind of incision to my eyes but I was too sedate to feel anything.
An hour later, I was brought into another room to rest. When I woke up, the first thing I did was to gaze at the mirror. I couldn’t believe what I saw. I looked like a zombie! My eyes were so bruised, bloodshot and swollen. It appeared I’ve been badly beaten and battered on the face. The hospital was kind enough to lend me a pair of sunglasses to go home. For the next 5 days, I was confined at home, cleaning the wounds, putting cold compress on my eyes to ease the swelling and keeping my head in an elevated position. No computer and TV for the initial 2 days coz my eyes couldn’t take the glare. It was agonizing and uncomfortable at times due to the itch and the swelling. 5 days seemed so long when you have nothing to do and can’t really do anything but rest. I was counting every minute, every hour, every meal, waiting for time to pass. On day 6, the condition improved slightly and I was ready to have my stitches removed.
It’s been 2 weeks now. The swelling has subsided considerably. The bruises been diminished. The scars almost indistinctive. I still have to return to the hospital for further check-ups. A full recovery takes about 2 to 3 months. Currently, I’ve to put on shades to protect the eyes from light and dust. But I have resumed normal activities – teaching classes, rowing and started gyming. Back in action – feels great!
An hour later, I was brought into another room to rest. When I woke up, the first thing I did was to gaze at the mirror. I couldn’t believe what I saw. I looked like a zombie! My eyes were so bruised, bloodshot and swollen. It appeared I’ve been badly beaten and battered on the face. The hospital was kind enough to lend me a pair of sunglasses to go home. For the next 5 days, I was confined at home, cleaning the wounds, putting cold compress on my eyes to ease the swelling and keeping my head in an elevated position. No computer and TV for the initial 2 days coz my eyes couldn’t take the glare. It was agonizing and uncomfortable at times due to the itch and the swelling. 5 days seemed so long when you have nothing to do and can’t really do anything but rest. I was counting every minute, every hour, every meal, waiting for time to pass. On day 6, the condition improved slightly and I was ready to have my stitches removed.
It’s been 2 weeks now. The swelling has subsided considerably. The bruises been diminished. The scars almost indistinctive. I still have to return to the hospital for further check-ups. A full recovery takes about 2 to 3 months. Currently, I’ve to put on shades to protect the eyes from light and dust. But I have resumed normal activities – teaching classes, rowing and started gyming. Back in action – feels great!
Sunday, November 11, 2007
That moment in time
Nov 3 may be just an ordinary day. To dragonboaters, it has plenty of significance. An event that dragonboaters look forward to. It’s the Singapore River Regatta 2007. I remembered the night before I was tossing and turning on my bed for quite a while. Fortunately I had few hours to recharge on bed. That night’s dreams composed of haphazard images of the race. Must be the anticipation and pre-race jittery. I fixed 2 alarm clocks just to make sure that I’ll get up on time. The first thing I did in the morning was to grab my I-pod and listen to one of the motivational songs – I believe. I had compiled 20 of such songs to psych myself up before the race.
After breakfast at Ya Kun, I took a walk to UOB Plaza. Instead of the usual office workers in executive outfits, the financial district is transformed into a lively fiesta of assorted teams in tees, singlet and tank tops, paddles lying neatly in rows, teams zealously warming up before their events, etc.
Team B was the first to compete at 9.45 am. They started off really well, a little ahead of the other teams. However, after midway, two other teams caught up and team B emerged 3rd at 1.40.70. Then came team A’s turn at 10.15 am. The starts were fast and furious, almost neck to neck with other teams. But, during the last 50 m, team A showed signs of energy depletion. Like team B, team A was placed 3rd at 1.44.31.
The highlight of our events is undoubtedly the 20-mixed team. We were against not only strong opponents but top teams. Unfazed and not looking intimidated, we decided that we’ll row our best. Indeed, we did. The boat displayed no sign of letting up. Our impetus showed that we are a boat to be reckoned with. The feeling was exhilarating. The experience was astounding. We simply got absorbed in the process of rowing, be in the present, trust our bodies and allow the performance to unfold – the kind that makes us feel great to be alive. The team came in 4th but we created an excellent battle – an experience that the will leave an indelible mark in our memories.
After breakfast at Ya Kun, I took a walk to UOB Plaza. Instead of the usual office workers in executive outfits, the financial district is transformed into a lively fiesta of assorted teams in tees, singlet and tank tops, paddles lying neatly in rows, teams zealously warming up before their events, etc.
Team B was the first to compete at 9.45 am. They started off really well, a little ahead of the other teams. However, after midway, two other teams caught up and team B emerged 3rd at 1.40.70. Then came team A’s turn at 10.15 am. The starts were fast and furious, almost neck to neck with other teams. But, during the last 50 m, team A showed signs of energy depletion. Like team B, team A was placed 3rd at 1.44.31.
The highlight of our events is undoubtedly the 20-mixed team. We were against not only strong opponents but top teams. Unfazed and not looking intimidated, we decided that we’ll row our best. Indeed, we did. The boat displayed no sign of letting up. Our impetus showed that we are a boat to be reckoned with. The feeling was exhilarating. The experience was astounding. We simply got absorbed in the process of rowing, be in the present, trust our bodies and allow the performance to unfold – the kind that makes us feel great to be alive. The team came in 4th but we created an excellent battle – an experience that the will leave an indelible mark in our memories.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Are U Ready!
I kept writing about rowing. That’s because the Regatta is happening on 3 Nov. With less than a week away, you could imagine our levels of anticipation, expectation and excitement. We appear to dream rowing, breathe rowing and live rowing.
For the past 4 months, I’ve learnt a lot about this sport. I found out rowing is more than just cyclical actions. I’ve become more aware of my strength and power. I’ve gained a deeper insight of my muscles’ response to adaptation. I’ve grown to be comfortable with my teammates. I’ve discovered that every team is unique, different and extraordinary. The heart of human excellence often begins to beat when you discover a pursuit that gives you a sense of meaning, joy or passion. When you find something within a pursuit, that you are truly committed to develop, everything else grows. The sport has made me stronger, better and tougher.
This song from Rocky Balboa best describe our sentiments
Measure of a Man
These battered hand are all you own
This broken heart has turned to stone
Go hang your glory on the wall
There comes a time when castles fall
And all that's left is shifting in the sand
You're out of time, you're out of place
Look at your face
That's the measure of a man
This coat that fits you like a glove
These dirty streets you learned to love
So welcome back my long lost friend
You've been to hell and back again
God alone knows how you crossed that span
Back on the beat, back to the start
Trust in your heart
That's the measure of a man
It's the fire in the eyes, the lines on the hand
It's the things you understand
Permanent ties from which you once ran
That's the measure of a man
You've come full circle, now you're home
Without the gold, without the chrome
And this is where you've always been
You had to lose so you could win
And rise above your troubles while you can
Now you can love, now you can lose
Now you can choose
That's the measure of a man
For the past 4 months, I’ve learnt a lot about this sport. I found out rowing is more than just cyclical actions. I’ve become more aware of my strength and power. I’ve gained a deeper insight of my muscles’ response to adaptation. I’ve grown to be comfortable with my teammates. I’ve discovered that every team is unique, different and extraordinary. The heart of human excellence often begins to beat when you discover a pursuit that gives you a sense of meaning, joy or passion. When you find something within a pursuit, that you are truly committed to develop, everything else grows. The sport has made me stronger, better and tougher.
This song from Rocky Balboa best describe our sentiments
Measure of a Man
These battered hand are all you own
This broken heart has turned to stone
Go hang your glory on the wall
There comes a time when castles fall
And all that's left is shifting in the sand
You're out of time, you're out of place
Look at your face
That's the measure of a man
This coat that fits you like a glove
These dirty streets you learned to love
So welcome back my long lost friend
You've been to hell and back again
God alone knows how you crossed that span
Back on the beat, back to the start
Trust in your heart
That's the measure of a man
It's the fire in the eyes, the lines on the hand
It's the things you understand
Permanent ties from which you once ran
That's the measure of a man
You've come full circle, now you're home
Without the gold, without the chrome
And this is where you've always been
You had to lose so you could win
And rise above your troubles while you can
Now you can love, now you can lose
Now you can choose
That's the measure of a man
Friday, October 26, 2007
Embrace the moment
Life seems to make sport of me, literally and figuratively. On May, I resumed rowing and then after the race I’m robbed of this passion for 2-3 weeks. I had to undergo not 1 but 2 minor surgery. Surgery, whether it’s minor or major, is still a surgery. It means the doctor may make an incision or two, manipulate or dissect to treat me. Am I nervous? You bet. The thought of it already freak me out. Anyway, the week-long MC will allow me to help recuperate my worn out muscular anatomy from months of rowing and gym. It’s also a time for me to catch up with my much needed slumber from late nights in the past. It’s also a good opportunity to hunt and lug home some good videos and eat myself silly during meal times. Of course the clutters in my room do require my attention to find their rightful domain. I can’t recall the last time I tidy and organise my room. Looks like I’ve got a whole host of things to do during my hiatus.
But right now, my mind is focused on the event that’s happening about a week from now – the much awaited and anticipated Regatta. The race that we’ve been preparing for the past 4 months – 4 months of rowing, 4 months of gym, 4 months of sweat that translate to a test that last slightly more than a minute. It’s my second Regatta but I’m just as excited if not more. I know my strokes still leave much to be desired. I know I still have a great deal to toil for my strength and power. I worked hard but probably still not hard enough.
Rowing maybe a repetitive action but behind every paddle is the number of muscle groups engaged in the movement, the synchronization of your strokes with your teammates, the understanding of aquatic properties, law of motion, the synergy and rapport within the team, the rigorous gym sessions, the mental strength and aggression required of the sport.
The pursuit of excellence is both challenging and fulfilling. Relish its intensity, cherish its beautiful moments and accept its risks. This sense of passionate absorption and personal meaning, the charged-up feeling, the flow of adrenaline, the body telling its master – I’m ready….let’s go. It’s a wonderful opportunity to embrace this excitement, to raise our level of performance, to be stimulated by others, to test self-control and push our limits. The outcome is important but the real trip is loving the journey, immerse yourself in simple joys of the current experiences and savour them. We joined the sport for different reasons. We came from diverse backgrounds. We arrived in all shapes and sizes. And we end up in the same boat. Through weeks and months, we’ve become more aware of ourselves. Through gym and row, we’ve become more physically endowed. Through thick and thin, we’ve become a unique team.
But right now, my mind is focused on the event that’s happening about a week from now – the much awaited and anticipated Regatta. The race that we’ve been preparing for the past 4 months – 4 months of rowing, 4 months of gym, 4 months of sweat that translate to a test that last slightly more than a minute. It’s my second Regatta but I’m just as excited if not more. I know my strokes still leave much to be desired. I know I still have a great deal to toil for my strength and power. I worked hard but probably still not hard enough.
Rowing maybe a repetitive action but behind every paddle is the number of muscle groups engaged in the movement, the synchronization of your strokes with your teammates, the understanding of aquatic properties, law of motion, the synergy and rapport within the team, the rigorous gym sessions, the mental strength and aggression required of the sport.
The pursuit of excellence is both challenging and fulfilling. Relish its intensity, cherish its beautiful moments and accept its risks. This sense of passionate absorption and personal meaning, the charged-up feeling, the flow of adrenaline, the body telling its master – I’m ready….let’s go. It’s a wonderful opportunity to embrace this excitement, to raise our level of performance, to be stimulated by others, to test self-control and push our limits. The outcome is important but the real trip is loving the journey, immerse yourself in simple joys of the current experiences and savour them. We joined the sport for different reasons. We came from diverse backgrounds. We arrived in all shapes and sizes. And we end up in the same boat. Through weeks and months, we’ve become more aware of ourselves. Through gym and row, we’ve become more physically endowed. Through thick and thin, we’ve become a unique team.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Flight of Geese
You'll probably have come across this many times and I find that it so applicable in our team.
If between friends and teammates, we were geese... ... Ah!
The next season, when you see the geese migrating, going to a warmer place.... Pay attention that they fly in a "V" formation. Maybe you will be interested in knowing why they do it this way...
By flying in a "V"formation, the whole flock increases the flight efficiency by 71% compared to just one bird flying alone.
Lesson 1:
Sharing the same direction and working as a team, get us to the destination quicker and easier. By helping ourselves, the accomplishments are greater!.
When a goose leaves the formation... He feels the resistance of the air and the difficulties of flying alone....Then he quickly comes back to the formation to take advantage of the flock’s power in front of him..
Lesson 2:
By staying in tune and united beside those who are going in the same direction, the effort will be less. It will be easier and pleasing to reach the goals, Everyone will be inclined to accept and give help.
When the leader goose gets tired of flying, he goes to the end of the"V"formation while another goose takes the lead.
Lesson 3:
To share the leadership, There must be mutual respect between us all the time... Sharing the hardest problems and tasks.. Gathering our abilities and combining our talents and resources….
The geese flying on a "V" formation, they quack to encourage to the ones in front....
In that way, they keep the same speed.
Lesson 4:
When there is courage and encouragement, the progress is greater..
A timely word of encouragement, always motivates, helps and strengthens..
It produces the best of benefits...
When a goose gets sick, is injured or gets tired,
And he must leave the formation...
Other geese leave the formation too, and they fly with him to help him out and protect him.
They remain with him until he dies or he is able to fly again.
They reach their bevy or they just make another "V" formation.
Lesson 5:
Let’s stay beside each other no matter what the differences.
Specially in times of difficulty and great challenges..
If we bond together and support each other
If we make true the spirit of teamwork
Regardless of our differences,
we can rise to meet our challenge.
If we understand the real value of friendship
If we are aware of the feeling of sharing
LIFE WILL BE MORE FULFILLING AND MEANINGFUL
If between friends and teammates, we were geese... ... Ah!
The next season, when you see the geese migrating, going to a warmer place.... Pay attention that they fly in a "V" formation. Maybe you will be interested in knowing why they do it this way...
By flying in a "V"formation, the whole flock increases the flight efficiency by 71% compared to just one bird flying alone.
Lesson 1:
Sharing the same direction and working as a team, get us to the destination quicker and easier. By helping ourselves, the accomplishments are greater!.
When a goose leaves the formation... He feels the resistance of the air and the difficulties of flying alone....Then he quickly comes back to the formation to take advantage of the flock’s power in front of him..
Lesson 2:
By staying in tune and united beside those who are going in the same direction, the effort will be less. It will be easier and pleasing to reach the goals, Everyone will be inclined to accept and give help.
When the leader goose gets tired of flying, he goes to the end of the"V"formation while another goose takes the lead.
Lesson 3:
To share the leadership, There must be mutual respect between us all the time... Sharing the hardest problems and tasks.. Gathering our abilities and combining our talents and resources….
The geese flying on a "V" formation, they quack to encourage to the ones in front....
In that way, they keep the same speed.
Lesson 4:
When there is courage and encouragement, the progress is greater..
A timely word of encouragement, always motivates, helps and strengthens..
It produces the best of benefits...
When a goose gets sick, is injured or gets tired,
And he must leave the formation...
Other geese leave the formation too, and they fly with him to help him out and protect him.
They remain with him until he dies or he is able to fly again.
They reach their bevy or they just make another "V" formation.
Lesson 5:
Let’s stay beside each other no matter what the differences.
Specially in times of difficulty and great challenges..
If we bond together and support each other
If we make true the spirit of teamwork
Regardless of our differences,
we can rise to meet our challenge.
If we understand the real value of friendship
If we are aware of the feeling of sharing
LIFE WILL BE MORE FULFILLING AND MEANINGFUL
Friday, October 12, 2007
Blast from the past
I first heard this song in 1993, didn't like it at first but it soon grew on me over the years. I now consider it a classic. Dolores distinctive voice is just awesome, never mind if I can't decipher parts of what she's singing. "Do u have to, do u have to, let it linger........."
Friday, October 5, 2007
Still feels good
Rascal Flatts released a new album, couple of tracks from this album.
Enjoy!
Take Me There
Winner at a losing game
Enjoy!
Take Me There
Winner at a losing game
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
The hardest word
Our lives can be like an overloaded bag, filled with things we need to let go. This is especially true of past hurts. We tuck those wounds in our emotional bag and hang on to them. Every once in a while we take out those old injuries and look them over before tucking the pain back in our bag.
Sometime in April, I was hurt by a very close friend, someone whom I respected a lot. After that trip in April, we only met once for lunch. Occasionally, this person will send sms but I did not even bother to respond. There were memorable moments but there were also painful ones like constant verbal abuse, bickering and squabbling whenever we go out. Time and again, I had wanted to forgive but I kept holding back.
If forgiving is the answer to releasing my pain, why didn’t I do it? Well, because forgiving someone is hard! Another reason is that it’s difficult to do it properly. And then there is the fear that by forgiving someone we are inviting them to hurt us again or that we are saying what they did was ok.
Of course if I forgive, I’m definitely not endorsing this person’s actions or behaviour. I just want to free myself from the black hole of bitterness. We can’t change what’s happened but we can choose to be a hero instead of becoming a victim of this experience.
Sometime in April, I was hurt by a very close friend, someone whom I respected a lot. After that trip in April, we only met once for lunch. Occasionally, this person will send sms but I did not even bother to respond. There were memorable moments but there were also painful ones like constant verbal abuse, bickering and squabbling whenever we go out. Time and again, I had wanted to forgive but I kept holding back.
If forgiving is the answer to releasing my pain, why didn’t I do it? Well, because forgiving someone is hard! Another reason is that it’s difficult to do it properly. And then there is the fear that by forgiving someone we are inviting them to hurt us again or that we are saying what they did was ok.
Of course if I forgive, I’m definitely not endorsing this person’s actions or behaviour. I just want to free myself from the black hole of bitterness. We can’t change what’s happened but we can choose to be a hero instead of becoming a victim of this experience.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
No error to watch Planet Terror
Saw this very cool movie on Mon nite
Synopsis:
Director Robert Rodriguez (SIN CITY) pays homage to his favorite B-movies with PLANET TERROR, an old-fashioned zombie film that’s infused with enough gore and giggles to please even Peter Jackson (BAD TASTE). Rose McGowan (CHARMED) plays Cherry, a go-go dancer whose night is interrupted by a vicious zombie attack that leaves her missing a leg. Her ex-boyfriend, Wray (Freddy Rodriguez, SIX FEET UNDER), takes charge, fashioning her a new leg from a machine gun and killing zombies along the way. PLANET TERROR plays as a pleasing ode to the horror and exploitation films that once played in grimy grindhouses across the country. Rodriguez splashes plenty of blood, guts, and gore across the screen, while also taking the plot into some wonderfully bizarre territory. PLANET TERROR was originally released as part of the GRINDHOUSE double feature with Quentin Tarantino's DEATH PROOF.
Unlike other zombie movies, this one is one cool ride right from the start till the end. The female protagonist, Rose from Charmed, certainly charmed me with her opening pole dance sequence. She simply rocks! Unhappy with her job, she quit to become a stand-up comedian. However, the loss of her leg changed her life forever. The way she manoevre with her artificial leg - a machine gun, was cool and awesome! Lots of cameo appearances, dark humour, gore and a perfect popcorn movie experience!
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
In touch with nature
I find that taking time to update my blog is a luxury cos normally I would be so busy planning my classes, accomplishing tasks and completing my other projects. But I really enjoy writing. I find it rather therapeutic to gather your thoughts and organise them into words. So tonite I decided to stay up late to do it.
I was recently approached by Health Promotion Board to do a "Feet 2 Walk" programme for the community. As part of the National Healthy Lifestyle Campaign 2007, HPB is encouraging people to take up brisk walking as a form of physical activity. This programme lasts about 2 months and on every Sat and Sun, I'm assigned to conduct warm-up, cool-down and walking techniques for programme participants.
Last Sunday was the start of the "Feet 2 Walk" programme at Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve. The last time I visited that place was about more than 10 years ago. That morning I woke up very early (on a Sunday morning!) at 5 am. I arrived at Sungei Buloh at about 7 am and not a single soul was at sight. I was the first visitor that day!
Since it was still very early, I took the liberty to savour this rich tapestry of habitats consisting of grassland, secondary forest, sandy beach and mangrove. Here, you can taste the salt-laced wind, hear the calls of the Brahminy Kites, smell the sweet scent of the flowers, see the long grasses swaying in the breeze and feel the serenity of the wilderness......
Monday, September 24, 2007
I love Mondays
It's Monday again. While most of the people avoid the Monday blues, I kind of look forward to Mondays. In the midst of work and training, I took time off to have coffee at Pacific Coffee Company, Vivo City. While enjoying my coffee and waiting for my next class, I'm using the PCs at the coffee joint to blog. At the same time, I can enjoy the sea view overlooking Sentosa. Kind of cool, right?
Once again, I've decided not to gym today. I was thinking of going for a dip in the pool but decided otherwise. I've administered enough doses of exercise - gym & teach classes on Friday, was at the launch of the Healthy Lifestyle & attended stroke correction training on Saturday, then it was brisk walking, rowing & circuit on Sunday. Right now, my body is crying for a massage. Hopefully a good therapist can knead away all my aches and tension.
Monday is also a good time to plan my week's schedule, choreograph my routines, decide class formats and write proposals. So there's still amount of work involved but not physically. Anyway I'm looking forward to catching a movie later in the evening.
That's life on Monday, living it & loving it!
Once again, I've decided not to gym today. I was thinking of going for a dip in the pool but decided otherwise. I've administered enough doses of exercise - gym & teach classes on Friday, was at the launch of the Healthy Lifestyle & attended stroke correction training on Saturday, then it was brisk walking, rowing & circuit on Sunday. Right now, my body is crying for a massage. Hopefully a good therapist can knead away all my aches and tension.
Monday is also a good time to plan my week's schedule, choreograph my routines, decide class formats and write proposals. So there's still amount of work involved but not physically. Anyway I'm looking forward to catching a movie later in the evening.
That's life on Monday, living it & loving it!
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Overdue Hiatus
A blog is an interactive, personalized web journal for posting our views, art, rants, raves, reviews, pictures, music - anything we want to share with the masses or a private group. An avenue to gather our thoughts, insights, humour, enrages, outrages, loves, hates, true and fictional stories. A domain for us to bare our soul. A sanctuary which we could seek refuge. A place that we could be ourselves. Well, not exactly ourselves. Much as I would like to, I find that I could not write freely. For fear that someone may read them and manipulate the information to my disadvantage which it did. I felt unguarded, defenceless and annoyed. Therefore the change of name from “made2move” to “gottamove”.
My September appeared to be loaded with negative vibes. Monday was supposed to be gym day. But I thought I decide to break away from the normal routine and took a trip to Johor Bahru. I’m very much a gregarious breed but that day I was looking forward to being alone. Since I resume dragonboating, I haven’t visited JB for the past 6 months. At JB you can shop, eat, watch movies and have a haircut at half the price of what you are paying in Singapore.
The moment I cleared the Malaysian customs, I heaved a sign of relief. Don’t have to fret about sms, phone calls and emails. Sometimes we just need that space to be connected with ourselves, do some reflection and appreciate the moment. I was enjoying myself looking at the sea, savouring the breeze, probably dazed and oblivious of the environment. It felt so pleasant and relaxed just to embrace that particular instance and immerse completely in it. I can’t remember how long I took but it doesn’t matter. I lost track of time. Although I wish the here and now could last a little longer, it was sufficient to make me feel recharged, revitalized and rejuvenated.
Love this song by Matchbox 20
My September appeared to be loaded with negative vibes. Monday was supposed to be gym day. But I thought I decide to break away from the normal routine and took a trip to Johor Bahru. I’m very much a gregarious breed but that day I was looking forward to being alone. Since I resume dragonboating, I haven’t visited JB for the past 6 months. At JB you can shop, eat, watch movies and have a haircut at half the price of what you are paying in Singapore.
The moment I cleared the Malaysian customs, I heaved a sign of relief. Don’t have to fret about sms, phone calls and emails. Sometimes we just need that space to be connected with ourselves, do some reflection and appreciate the moment. I was enjoying myself looking at the sea, savouring the breeze, probably dazed and oblivious of the environment. It felt so pleasant and relaxed just to embrace that particular instance and immerse completely in it. I can’t remember how long I took but it doesn’t matter. I lost track of time. Although I wish the here and now could last a little longer, it was sufficient to make me feel recharged, revitalized and rejuvenated.
Love this song by Matchbox 20
Monday, September 17, 2007
Entropy
I’m writing this to prevent myself from being entropic. What is "entropy"? This word has never crossed my mind until an evening’s lecture few years ago. An author, Kirschenbaum, called it the inclination to initiate doing things and give up eventually.
That was exactly how I saw myself about 6 years ago. In fact, it still happens occasionally. I recalled such an incident. I once saw a beautiful paper tote handicraft at a friend’s house. It was a fine and intricate piece of art, beautifully and painstakingly crafted. Intrigued by the masterpiece, I was very sure and confident that I wanted to do something like that. My friend asked me “Are you serious about paper tote? It’s not as easy as you think.” I gave her a very emphatic “Yes!” I pestered her and she finally relented.
She brought me to this shop and I bought the whole range of tools and materials which cost quite a bomb. Sensing my enthusiasm, the sales assistant gave me quite a few tips and instructions on how to construct a finer art. I put aside my other work and started beginning on the new craft. My friend was right. It was a lot of effort. I have to do fine cutting, pasting, painting, arranging and brushing. The first work of art was quite scruffy. Not satisfied with it, I began on the second one. I thought it would be a good idea to make something for friend as a birthday present. Once again, I told myself that I would do a good job and complete the next masterpiece. The cutting was the most elaborate and complex. A mistake made can ruin the art. I stayed late at night up, sometimes till the wee hours just to complete the cutting. As time passed, I became a little tired doing it and interest started to wane. I had intended to give it to someone as present. As I could not finish it on time, I ended buying a birthday present. The paper tote became an unfinished project and the tools have transformed into white elephants.
In yet another instance, I chance upon an ex-colleague who was using some interesting software for designing newsletters and artwork. I was totally impressed by the exciting graphics and urged him to show me. I was marveled by the results and that evening, I hurried to the computer shop and purchased the software. I rushed home to experiment with my new software. Once more, I spent late nights inserting striking graphics to make the company newsletter look more attractive. Of course such enthusiasm cannot stand the test of time. After a couple of months, I gave the software away to another friend who needed it more than I do.
In order to overcome entropy, I realised that exercising protracted self-control is imperative. We must constantly build a strong resistance to temptation. In the above instances, I lacked self-monitoring and had unrealistic expectations. Becoming aware of the entropy issue has helped prepared the management of such concern in work, sports and daily tasks. Helping myself to develop into effective tactician would alleviate imprudent actions, procrastination and obstacles.
That was exactly how I saw myself about 6 years ago. In fact, it still happens occasionally. I recalled such an incident. I once saw a beautiful paper tote handicraft at a friend’s house. It was a fine and intricate piece of art, beautifully and painstakingly crafted. Intrigued by the masterpiece, I was very sure and confident that I wanted to do something like that. My friend asked me “Are you serious about paper tote? It’s not as easy as you think.” I gave her a very emphatic “Yes!” I pestered her and she finally relented.
She brought me to this shop and I bought the whole range of tools and materials which cost quite a bomb. Sensing my enthusiasm, the sales assistant gave me quite a few tips and instructions on how to construct a finer art. I put aside my other work and started beginning on the new craft. My friend was right. It was a lot of effort. I have to do fine cutting, pasting, painting, arranging and brushing. The first work of art was quite scruffy. Not satisfied with it, I began on the second one. I thought it would be a good idea to make something for friend as a birthday present. Once again, I told myself that I would do a good job and complete the next masterpiece. The cutting was the most elaborate and complex. A mistake made can ruin the art. I stayed late at night up, sometimes till the wee hours just to complete the cutting. As time passed, I became a little tired doing it and interest started to wane. I had intended to give it to someone as present. As I could not finish it on time, I ended buying a birthday present. The paper tote became an unfinished project and the tools have transformed into white elephants.
In yet another instance, I chance upon an ex-colleague who was using some interesting software for designing newsletters and artwork. I was totally impressed by the exciting graphics and urged him to show me. I was marveled by the results and that evening, I hurried to the computer shop and purchased the software. I rushed home to experiment with my new software. Once more, I spent late nights inserting striking graphics to make the company newsletter look more attractive. Of course such enthusiasm cannot stand the test of time. After a couple of months, I gave the software away to another friend who needed it more than I do.
In order to overcome entropy, I realised that exercising protracted self-control is imperative. We must constantly build a strong resistance to temptation. In the above instances, I lacked self-monitoring and had unrealistic expectations. Becoming aware of the entropy issue has helped prepared the management of such concern in work, sports and daily tasks. Helping myself to develop into effective tactician would alleviate imprudent actions, procrastination and obstacles.
Friday, September 14, 2007
How it all began
Sometime ago in 1961, a million brothers and sisters were swimming with me in the fallopian tubes, but only a few hundred were left to continue with the race. I was the only one that made it through that long and arduous journey. That makes me a champion even before I was born!
On 13 March 1962, my mum gave birth to a baby boy. A baby’s cry is usually a positive sign of new, healthy life. The room however, felt silent upon delivery. The doctor and nurses panicked and rushed to resuscitate the baby. The baby was immediately transferred into an incubator. Worried and anxious, my parents were wondering if the baby was still alive. Mum said it was an extremely difficult labour for this one. She said I almost did not make it into this world. Thank God, life was bestowed.
Unlike my 2 other siblings, I was the weakest one in terms of health. Every few days, I would fall sick and my mum would bring me to the clinic. I had asthma intermittently. The experience was terrible. I remembered waking up in the middle of the night gasping for breath. Mum fed me with all kinds of medicine – Chinese and Western. My parents would not allow me to participate in any kind of sports for fear that I might get into respiratory distress. They were awfully protective of me so much so that I’m felt very deprived during my childhood – lack of physical activity. My condition is also worsened by the fact I had glucose intolerance. I’m predisposed with inherently high sugar levels as both my parents are diabetic. To top it all, I was an obese kid. Classmates refused to play with me and labelled me as a fat kid. Occasionally, I get tormented by bullies in school. My parents decided to confine me at home after school in the best of my interest.
Despite my medical conditions, I was given a clean bill of health at the age of 18. I would have hoped to get downgraded but it didn’t happen. That was the time for enlistment into the army. It was really tough for me. I could not cope with the rigorous training and physical activity. I had to undergo additional physical training while my platoon mates got to go home. After 2½ years, I reminded myself to do something about my fitness level.
I signed up for a gym package not realizing what’s in store for me. The first gym session was the most memorable. I did not have the muscular endurance to complete a set of 12 repetitions for a reasonably light weight. I was that weak! It felt embarrassing. Fortunately the fitness instructor was very patient and guided me. From weeks to months, I began to see progress. I started taking aerobics class coz I like exercising to music. After a while, my stamina improved and I was able to run without much difficulties. Then I took up the Fitness Instructor Course. A few months later, I signed up for the Aerobics Instructor Course. Hungry for more certification, I went to Australia to attend fitness convention and participate in more courses. Soon, I began to teach class.
From 1 class a week, it became 2 and then 3. Suddenly I was teaching 10 classes a week. From aerobics, I developed my skills to teach yoga, kickboxing, aqua, linedancing, step, etc. I once remembered this “If you want something you never had, do something you have never done.” So I quit from my full-time cushy job. I regretted my decision during the first 3 months. I wasn’t prepared. It was a complete switch of lifestyle. No donning of executive wear. No cramming with others in MRT trains. No proper meal times. I decided not to look back and move on.
Over the years as I look back, I’ve done many things that made myself proud. Doing things that I never thought possible. Doing things that I can only dream of. It wasn’t my choice to come into being. But it was my choice to decide how I wanna live. What was robbed me of childhood, I got to savour them now. I’m blessed with many wonderful things in life – friends, family, career. Therefore I treasure great moments a lot. I learnt not to take things for granted. I’m glad I was born to live and not living because I was born.
On 13 March 1962, my mum gave birth to a baby boy. A baby’s cry is usually a positive sign of new, healthy life. The room however, felt silent upon delivery. The doctor and nurses panicked and rushed to resuscitate the baby. The baby was immediately transferred into an incubator. Worried and anxious, my parents were wondering if the baby was still alive. Mum said it was an extremely difficult labour for this one. She said I almost did not make it into this world. Thank God, life was bestowed.
Unlike my 2 other siblings, I was the weakest one in terms of health. Every few days, I would fall sick and my mum would bring me to the clinic. I had asthma intermittently. The experience was terrible. I remembered waking up in the middle of the night gasping for breath. Mum fed me with all kinds of medicine – Chinese and Western. My parents would not allow me to participate in any kind of sports for fear that I might get into respiratory distress. They were awfully protective of me so much so that I’m felt very deprived during my childhood – lack of physical activity. My condition is also worsened by the fact I had glucose intolerance. I’m predisposed with inherently high sugar levels as both my parents are diabetic. To top it all, I was an obese kid. Classmates refused to play with me and labelled me as a fat kid. Occasionally, I get tormented by bullies in school. My parents decided to confine me at home after school in the best of my interest.
Despite my medical conditions, I was given a clean bill of health at the age of 18. I would have hoped to get downgraded but it didn’t happen. That was the time for enlistment into the army. It was really tough for me. I could not cope with the rigorous training and physical activity. I had to undergo additional physical training while my platoon mates got to go home. After 2½ years, I reminded myself to do something about my fitness level.
I signed up for a gym package not realizing what’s in store for me. The first gym session was the most memorable. I did not have the muscular endurance to complete a set of 12 repetitions for a reasonably light weight. I was that weak! It felt embarrassing. Fortunately the fitness instructor was very patient and guided me. From weeks to months, I began to see progress. I started taking aerobics class coz I like exercising to music. After a while, my stamina improved and I was able to run without much difficulties. Then I took up the Fitness Instructor Course. A few months later, I signed up for the Aerobics Instructor Course. Hungry for more certification, I went to Australia to attend fitness convention and participate in more courses. Soon, I began to teach class.
From 1 class a week, it became 2 and then 3. Suddenly I was teaching 10 classes a week. From aerobics, I developed my skills to teach yoga, kickboxing, aqua, linedancing, step, etc. I once remembered this “If you want something you never had, do something you have never done.” So I quit from my full-time cushy job. I regretted my decision during the first 3 months. I wasn’t prepared. It was a complete switch of lifestyle. No donning of executive wear. No cramming with others in MRT trains. No proper meal times. I decided not to look back and move on.
Over the years as I look back, I’ve done many things that made myself proud. Doing things that I never thought possible. Doing things that I can only dream of. It wasn’t my choice to come into being. But it was my choice to decide how I wanna live. What was robbed me of childhood, I got to savour them now. I’m blessed with many wonderful things in life – friends, family, career. Therefore I treasure great moments a lot. I learnt not to take things for granted. I’m glad I was born to live and not living because I was born.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Better Man
This is one of my favourite songs by Robbie Williams. A song I dedicate to myself. It meant a lot to me right now - to be a better teammate, a better friend & a Better Man!
Better Man
Better Man
Tired!
Time seems to pass incredibly fast. It’s the weekend already. Then it’s Monday again. Then it’s Wednesday and a few days later, it’s rowing day. From days to weeks to months, it moves stealthily without us realizing it. Another week of classes, another week of rowing, another week of gym. Work, exercise. Exercise, work. Work = exercise. For me, working is exercising coz I teach exercise classes daily. Imagine the amount of physical activity I getting. There hasn’t been any break. Honestly I would like to take a breather and slow things down a little but I can’t afford it. Not at this point in time, not next week and certainly not this couple of months. Things can get pretty mundane after a while.
There were a few firsts during the last training session. First time, I ran to the Esplanade. First time, we did 3 sets of explosive circuits before rowing. First time I find the training exceptionally tough. First time, my back hurts. First time, I didn’t join the team for dinner. During the endurance row, I almost wanted to give up. Such incidents may happen during the race so I endured the pain. After the circuit, I found that I couldn’t take it anymore so I left after shower. A few teammates called to find out about my abrupt departure. I didn’t tell anyone coz I didn’t wanna make a big deal out of it. I didn’t felt like I was myself today. Morale was a little stumpy. Partly, I was also bogged down with personal issues, work and too many tasks. I’m not sure whether I pushed myself too hard. But the aches and the tension in my body are certainly some indication of fatigue. It’s ironic that I constantly tell my students to listen to their bodies during exercise and yet I fail to do so for myself. I’m not usually like this. I guess I'm human after all. Everyone has a threshold. I certainly hope to get out of this rut as soon as possible. Anyway competition is nearing and I want to maintain my form and prepare well for the race.
There were a few firsts during the last training session. First time, I ran to the Esplanade. First time, we did 3 sets of explosive circuits before rowing. First time I find the training exceptionally tough. First time, my back hurts. First time, I didn’t join the team for dinner. During the endurance row, I almost wanted to give up. Such incidents may happen during the race so I endured the pain. After the circuit, I found that I couldn’t take it anymore so I left after shower. A few teammates called to find out about my abrupt departure. I didn’t tell anyone coz I didn’t wanna make a big deal out of it. I didn’t felt like I was myself today. Morale was a little stumpy. Partly, I was also bogged down with personal issues, work and too many tasks. I’m not sure whether I pushed myself too hard. But the aches and the tension in my body are certainly some indication of fatigue. It’s ironic that I constantly tell my students to listen to their bodies during exercise and yet I fail to do so for myself. I’m not usually like this. I guess I'm human after all. Everyone has a threshold. I certainly hope to get out of this rut as soon as possible. Anyway competition is nearing and I want to maintain my form and prepare well for the race.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
Go with the Flow
Recently I was feeling a little melancholic. No particular reason I guess. Could it be due to the amount of work? Then again I don’t work as long as most people. Probably, it’s just one of those days. Strangely I don’t feel anything when I’m totally absorbed, immersed and engaged in my craft. Probably the stress of having to juggle between the diversity of my job and other projects. I think I was more like suffering from burnout thus affecting my attitude. Thankfully it did not manifest in my behaviour. I just wanted to take a break from my regular classes, rowing, gym and other activities – to seek refuge and take a hiatus temporary. Wanted to take a day off to JB and laze around but it didn’t work out.
I was too concerned with my gym programme. I have invested time and effort to build my strength and endurance since July. I’m afraid the time is not ready for me to go into periodisation yet. I still want to push myself further although at some days I felt my muscles were becoming more tense and tight. There’s always a feeling of guilt when I skipped gym training. It’s not because I’m the conscientious type but for the reason that my fitness is still far from being ideal. Therefore I’ve to keep working on it.
The other thing that kept me thinking about is relationship. A “psychic” friend, Skr, mentioned that someone would come into my life within a few months. Initially I didn’t give much thought to it cos I’m not the type who would buy into such mysticism. But since Tarot reading revolves around the belief that the cards can be used to gain insight into the current and possible future situations of the subject, I became increasingly probing. I brought up the subject to Skr last Saturday about the card interpretation. He said, “Some things may not happen at the moment cos the time is not right. It may come to you when you least expect it. It could be someone close to you. Instead of searching for clues, just go with the flow.”
Perhaps I should just take life easy, focus what’s on hand and deal with it accordingly. Just like I the way I tell my yoga students “Listen to your body and go with the flow”
I was too concerned with my gym programme. I have invested time and effort to build my strength and endurance since July. I’m afraid the time is not ready for me to go into periodisation yet. I still want to push myself further although at some days I felt my muscles were becoming more tense and tight. There’s always a feeling of guilt when I skipped gym training. It’s not because I’m the conscientious type but for the reason that my fitness is still far from being ideal. Therefore I’ve to keep working on it.
The other thing that kept me thinking about is relationship. A “psychic” friend, Skr, mentioned that someone would come into my life within a few months. Initially I didn’t give much thought to it cos I’m not the type who would buy into such mysticism. But since Tarot reading revolves around the belief that the cards can be used to gain insight into the current and possible future situations of the subject, I became increasingly probing. I brought up the subject to Skr last Saturday about the card interpretation. He said, “Some things may not happen at the moment cos the time is not right. It may come to you when you least expect it. It could be someone close to you. Instead of searching for clues, just go with the flow.”
Perhaps I should just take life easy, focus what’s on hand and deal with it accordingly. Just like I the way I tell my yoga students “Listen to your body and go with the flow”
Sunday, September 2, 2007
What's wrong this week!
28 Aug
Let’s talk about today. I was on my way to Toa Payoh to teach a class. During the bus journey I dozed off. Suddenly, Gwen Stefani’s “Wind it up” woke me up – my mobile’s ringtone. A call from Health Promotion Board said “Hi Mike, WHERE ARE YOU!!! The children are waiting for you!” Horror! Horror! Horror! I actually forgot about the workshop I’m supposed to conduct. How could this have happened! I quickly alighted and hopped on to the cab and rushed there. The moment I got out of the cab, I dashed as fast as I could to the room. It was a group of young Caucasian kids from a kindergarten. Still gasping for breath and feeling extremely apologetic, I build rapport with the kids and finally struggled to deliver a fun workout for the children. Phew, this will NOT happen again!
31 Aug
This morning I woke up at 5 am. Yes, 5 am. Gosh, I wish I can still snooze a little longer but I had to be at Pasir Ris at 7 am. It’s ACES (All Children Exercise Simultaneously) Day. Upon arrival at the school, the student sports leaders whom I’ve trained over the past few weeks were busy running through the kickboxing routines at the school gym. Then came the moment for us to position ourselves at the mini platforms. When the music started, the participants just stood there and looked as us if we were clowns performing on stage. Some of them even making fun of the sports leaders, making them look quite jittery on stage. I told the sports leaders, “Just carry on!” But at the back of my mind, I was thinking “If I have a firearm, I would love to gun them down.”
Let’s talk about today. I was on my way to Toa Payoh to teach a class. During the bus journey I dozed off. Suddenly, Gwen Stefani’s “Wind it up” woke me up – my mobile’s ringtone. A call from Health Promotion Board said “Hi Mike, WHERE ARE YOU!!! The children are waiting for you!” Horror! Horror! Horror! I actually forgot about the workshop I’m supposed to conduct. How could this have happened! I quickly alighted and hopped on to the cab and rushed there. The moment I got out of the cab, I dashed as fast as I could to the room. It was a group of young Caucasian kids from a kindergarten. Still gasping for breath and feeling extremely apologetic, I build rapport with the kids and finally struggled to deliver a fun workout for the children. Phew, this will NOT happen again!
31 Aug
This morning I woke up at 5 am. Yes, 5 am. Gosh, I wish I can still snooze a little longer but I had to be at Pasir Ris at 7 am. It’s ACES (All Children Exercise Simultaneously) Day. Upon arrival at the school, the student sports leaders whom I’ve trained over the past few weeks were busy running through the kickboxing routines at the school gym. Then came the moment for us to position ourselves at the mini platforms. When the music started, the participants just stood there and looked as us if we were clowns performing on stage. Some of them even making fun of the sports leaders, making them look quite jittery on stage. I told the sports leaders, “Just carry on!” But at the back of my mind, I was thinking “If I have a firearm, I would love to gun them down.”
Monday, August 13, 2007
I can't believe I post these pics!
It's been quite a while since I blog. Work has been atrocious lately - there is this exercise video for school teachers which I've just completed. Then I've to choreographed this National Day dance for Ministers to the new theme song. And then gotta revamp the aerobics instructor course for SSC. Plus gotta think of new choreography for my classes every week. Actually I shouldn't be complaining cos people are giving me lots of opportunities and they don't come by easily.
Of course besides work, there is the gym training programme for dragonboat. This programme is designed to help provide the strength and endurance required in rowing. Since I started on this programme, I've began to see some muscles sculpting in the process. Although still very far from where I wanna be. I'm quite happy with the interim results. Hopefully, I get a body that most people would die for by the end of October, haha....
These pictures were taken on 4 July. I know, this is so not me to post my pics on the blog. But I just can't help it. I've since gained some mass. I'll be working out more regularly in the gym. I'll posting some pics in a few weeks' time to observe the transformation.
Suppose to see meteor showers in the sky at 2 am. It's about 1.10 am. My eyes are like gonna close anytime. I'll probably be seeing my stars in my dreams.
Of course besides work, there is the gym training programme for dragonboat. This programme is designed to help provide the strength and endurance required in rowing. Since I started on this programme, I've began to see some muscles sculpting in the process. Although still very far from where I wanna be. I'm quite happy with the interim results. Hopefully, I get a body that most people would die for by the end of October, haha....
These pictures were taken on 4 July. I know, this is so not me to post my pics on the blog. But I just can't help it. I've since gained some mass. I'll be working out more regularly in the gym. I'll posting some pics in a few weeks' time to observe the transformation.
Suppose to see meteor showers in the sky at 2 am. It's about 1.10 am. My eyes are like gonna close anytime. I'll probably be seeing my stars in my dreams.
Wednesday, August 1, 2007
Bring out the dragon in you
You have been elected or appointed to be your team captain or vice-captain. What are your responsibilities? What do your teammates and coaches expect of you? Being a team leader involves many responsibilities, often without much recognition. In fact, some of the best team leaders do it because they understand it is important for the team and don't even care if other people know they are doing it. Believe it or not, some athletes do not want to be known as a team leader because they believe that it puts too much pressure on them to make the team better or feel they are being singled out as being responsible for whether the team wins or loses. This is not the way it should be but it does happen, usually because some people do not understand what a team leader's job is!
What is the team leader's job? It is to help make his teammates better athletes. It is about understanding that a team is only as good as all of its members are, from the best to the worst. Being the team leader does not make you the boss nor does it make you a coach. Much of what the best team leaders do they do without even thinking about it. They do it by setting an example for other team members. It is about being at every scheduled practice, getting to practise on time, and working hard during all of the activities that your coaches include in practice. Being a team leader is about helping teammates work on their skills, encouraging them, supporting their efforts to get better, but never criticizing them or giving them a hard time. Team leaders want each of their teammates to become better athletes so the team does better.
Leaders are generally the hardest workers on the team. They are the first to come to practise and the last ones to leave. Leaders know the team’s goals, and know what needs to be accomplished. They realise that practice is the key to future victory. Real leaders hate to lose more than they enjoy winning. They are always willing to pay a price. Their work ethics and their attitude become contagious. Leaders are individuals, who know where they are going, and that is generally where the team wants to go – to the victory stand, the rest of the team will follow.
Being a leader is a tough and demanding job. Sometimes the pressure falls only on their shoulders. When you invest much, there is a lot at stake. Most team leaders will tell you that the rewards are worth the risk. Any leader realises that they can’t do this alone – that is what team is all about. Together Everyone Achieves More!
What is the team leader's job? It is to help make his teammates better athletes. It is about understanding that a team is only as good as all of its members are, from the best to the worst. Being the team leader does not make you the boss nor does it make you a coach. Much of what the best team leaders do they do without even thinking about it. They do it by setting an example for other team members. It is about being at every scheduled practice, getting to practise on time, and working hard during all of the activities that your coaches include in practice. Being a team leader is about helping teammates work on their skills, encouraging them, supporting their efforts to get better, but never criticizing them or giving them a hard time. Team leaders want each of their teammates to become better athletes so the team does better.
Leaders are generally the hardest workers on the team. They are the first to come to practise and the last ones to leave. Leaders know the team’s goals, and know what needs to be accomplished. They realise that practice is the key to future victory. Real leaders hate to lose more than they enjoy winning. They are always willing to pay a price. Their work ethics and their attitude become contagious. Leaders are individuals, who know where they are going, and that is generally where the team wants to go – to the victory stand, the rest of the team will follow.
Being a leader is a tough and demanding job. Sometimes the pressure falls only on their shoulders. When you invest much, there is a lot at stake. Most team leaders will tell you that the rewards are worth the risk. Any leader realises that they can’t do this alone – that is what team is all about. Together Everyone Achieves More!
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Growing old
As I was listening to the radio this morning, I came across this song: “Forever young, I want to be forever young.” Yes all of us want to remain young as long as we could. If there were such a thing called longevity pill, I bet people would rush for it. I once asked a girl "How old are you?" She replied “Cannot tell lah, very sensitive!” The female genders do not like to reveal their age. The word “old” conjures affiliation with trepidation, uncertainty, loneliness and incapacity. You know you are over the hill when the candles cost more than the birthday cake. When the fine contours running around your forehead are increasing. When people start calling you "Uncle". Old age is often associated with deteriorating health, problems of dementia, osteoporosis, arthritis, etc. The list goes on...... How fightening!
Few months ago I had this wonderful opportunity to conduct exercise sessions for senior citizens at a community club. We did a workout sitting on the chair. It was mostly low impact exercises done to music. What the senior citizens didn’t realise were that they were able to execute the exercises without much difficulty. They recognised the benefits of exercise & felt great after the workout. It was an achievement. And that reminds me of something. If you don’t use your muscles, you’ll gradually lose them over time. I’m certain most of us want to age gracefully and still look great. I'm glad that the dragonboat trainings have help me achieve this.
“Growing Old”. So what’s the big deal? It’s not about how long we live but rather how we live that matters. Active ageing does make a difference. Mr Ray Kroc revolutionised the fast food business - Mcdonald at the age of 52. Colonel Sanders used his $105 Social Security cheque to start a venture that eventually became Kentucky Fried Chicken. He was 65.
We shouldn't be too concerned about old age. You are either ill or not ill. If you're not ill, there is no need to worry. If you're ill, you either live or die. If you live, there is no need to worry. If you die, you'll go to heaven or hell. If you go to heaven, there's no need to worry. If you go to hell, you'll be busy shaking hands with your friends & you won't have time to worry.
If I do live to ripe old age one day, I know I don't have to be concerned about peer pressure. Most of them won't be around.
"You may be over the hill, but there’s always something new
To learn, to share and feel, What lies ahead is a splendid view"
Few months ago I had this wonderful opportunity to conduct exercise sessions for senior citizens at a community club. We did a workout sitting on the chair. It was mostly low impact exercises done to music. What the senior citizens didn’t realise were that they were able to execute the exercises without much difficulty. They recognised the benefits of exercise & felt great after the workout. It was an achievement. And that reminds me of something. If you don’t use your muscles, you’ll gradually lose them over time. I’m certain most of us want to age gracefully and still look great. I'm glad that the dragonboat trainings have help me achieve this.
“Growing Old”. So what’s the big deal? It’s not about how long we live but rather how we live that matters. Active ageing does make a difference. Mr Ray Kroc revolutionised the fast food business - Mcdonald at the age of 52. Colonel Sanders used his $105 Social Security cheque to start a venture that eventually became Kentucky Fried Chicken. He was 65.
We shouldn't be too concerned about old age. You are either ill or not ill. If you're not ill, there is no need to worry. If you're ill, you either live or die. If you live, there is no need to worry. If you die, you'll go to heaven or hell. If you go to heaven, there's no need to worry. If you go to hell, you'll be busy shaking hands with your friends & you won't have time to worry.
If I do live to ripe old age one day, I know I don't have to be concerned about peer pressure. Most of them won't be around.
"You may be over the hill, but there’s always something new
To learn, to share and feel, What lies ahead is a splendid view"
Thursday, July 19, 2007
This week's paraphernalia
Sun
Wow, not 5, not 10 but 20 newbies added zing to our dragonboat training session. This rowing season is gonna be a fun one as I get to find out more about the newbies. Finally I’m no longer the latest addition in the team. I was given the privilege to lead the warm up and circuit training. After circuit and a quick shower, some of us were off to catch the much-anticipated installment of Asian Boys trilogy at the Drama Centre. The first half was an adaptation-cum-deconstruction of an author when he was 20. The second half introduces the characters in the year 2007. Funny and some poignant moments.
Mon
It’s gym training today but this time a change of venue. My gym buddy cum personal trainer selected Yio Chu Kang which is less crowded and more equipped. Today we worked on chest and biceps.
Tues
It’s never a good thing when you rely too much on technology. Today my PC suddenly conked out. The cursor on the screen just refused to budge no matter how I move, shift or cajole the mouse. Of course, it got me very uptight, anxious and annoyed cos I have to access to my emails frequently. I realized that the wireless mouse is not working. Quickly made a trip to Funan Centre to get a cabled mouse. Happily installed it and discovered that I can’t use my keyboard. Horror, horror, horror! I discovered that the keyboard is also a wireless one. What a double whammy! Made another trip again. I remembered the last time I lost my mobile phone, it also got me extremely distressed. My mind was occupied with “What if I could have missed an important call? What if I could have missed a job opportunity?” The mind is filled with “maybe this, maybe that.” Maybe no one called.
Wed
My mum told me about celebrating my dad’s birthday this weekend. Would have to postpone it as I didn’t want to miss any of the dragonboat training session. Sorry, mum & dad, I promised to make it up to you some other time.
Gym training is getting more challenging but I kind of enjoy it. It feels good when I see my muscles grow! I’m pushing myself a little harder each time. Am I being masochistic?
Don’t think so, at least not yet.
Thurs
It’s nearing the weekend. Blogging at the moment.
Fri
T.G.I.F.! Probably catch a horror movie with my linedancing students. Haven’t seen a horror movie for a long time. There’s “Vacancy”, “Alone”, “Black Sheep”. Spoilt for choice!
Sat
Today is gonna be a busy one for me. I got to spend the first half of the day to train some teachers who will be appearing in a new exercise video. From 4pm to 10 pm, it’s my second linedance jam this year. This time, the location is at Toa Payoh HDB Hub. Gonna expect some crowd!
Sun
Dragon boat, dragon boat, dragon boat but definitely NO DRAG on boat!
Wow, not 5, not 10 but 20 newbies added zing to our dragonboat training session. This rowing season is gonna be a fun one as I get to find out more about the newbies. Finally I’m no longer the latest addition in the team. I was given the privilege to lead the warm up and circuit training. After circuit and a quick shower, some of us were off to catch the much-anticipated installment of Asian Boys trilogy at the Drama Centre. The first half was an adaptation-cum-deconstruction of an author when he was 20. The second half introduces the characters in the year 2007. Funny and some poignant moments.
Mon
It’s gym training today but this time a change of venue. My gym buddy cum personal trainer selected Yio Chu Kang which is less crowded and more equipped. Today we worked on chest and biceps.
Tues
It’s never a good thing when you rely too much on technology. Today my PC suddenly conked out. The cursor on the screen just refused to budge no matter how I move, shift or cajole the mouse. Of course, it got me very uptight, anxious and annoyed cos I have to access to my emails frequently. I realized that the wireless mouse is not working. Quickly made a trip to Funan Centre to get a cabled mouse. Happily installed it and discovered that I can’t use my keyboard. Horror, horror, horror! I discovered that the keyboard is also a wireless one. What a double whammy! Made another trip again. I remembered the last time I lost my mobile phone, it also got me extremely distressed. My mind was occupied with “What if I could have missed an important call? What if I could have missed a job opportunity?” The mind is filled with “maybe this, maybe that.” Maybe no one called.
Wed
My mum told me about celebrating my dad’s birthday this weekend. Would have to postpone it as I didn’t want to miss any of the dragonboat training session. Sorry, mum & dad, I promised to make it up to you some other time.
Gym training is getting more challenging but I kind of enjoy it. It feels good when I see my muscles grow! I’m pushing myself a little harder each time. Am I being masochistic?
Don’t think so, at least not yet.
Thurs
It’s nearing the weekend. Blogging at the moment.
Fri
T.G.I.F.! Probably catch a horror movie with my linedancing students. Haven’t seen a horror movie for a long time. There’s “Vacancy”, “Alone”, “Black Sheep”. Spoilt for choice!
Sat
Today is gonna be a busy one for me. I got to spend the first half of the day to train some teachers who will be appearing in a new exercise video. From 4pm to 10 pm, it’s my second linedance jam this year. This time, the location is at Toa Payoh HDB Hub. Gonna expect some crowd!
Sun
Dragon boat, dragon boat, dragon boat but definitely NO DRAG on boat!
Saturday, July 14, 2007
The road is long, so what!
In 1984, I became a volunteer with MINDS. Back then, I just came out of army, got an 8 – 5 job, therefore I had plenty of spare time. I thought volunteering was just helping out during the weekends. It turned out to be more than I asked for. MINDS is an organization that serves the needs of intellectually disabled people. I was asked to initiate a project at Margaret Drive – serving the needs of intellectually disabled adults. (ID person for short). The name of the project was called Reach Out. It was formed so that adult IDs could come together and take part in social and recreational activities, just like normal adults enjoy. With the help of the social worker, I was given a list of names of ID persons. “You mean I have to go to every ID’s house?” The initial part was tough. A few volunteers and I took the list, and conducted home visits of IDs. When we knocked at the door of some IDs house, their families were not so keen to let us in. Most of them were protective of their ID children or siblings. One house visit made it special. It was Sunny’s home. Sunny was a Down Syndrome child. His parents were very supportive of the programme. The father told us that Sunny has nowhere to go after work and normally stay at home to watch TV. Joining such a programme would benefit him. Sunny likes to draw. He showed me some of his pictures. He has dreams. He drew himself getting married. But he told me that his parents said it was not possible. I remain silent and didn’t know what to say.
Setting Reach Out was tough, challenging and taxing. We had to plan programmes, work out the budget and source for facilities. Out of 30 home visits, finally 3 IDs decided to join us. During the planning stage, I really felt like giving up. I told myself, “What and why am I doing all these for?” Why don’t I spend my weekends hanging out with friends?” But a fellow volunteer persuaded me. “Don’t give up, Mike. Because if you give up, we’ll give up as well.” We decided to persevere. We were quite demoralized at only 3 but 3 were better than none. At least 3 families believe in us that it will work. From weeks to months, we gradually got more IDs joining us. Volunteers’ strength also increased. We managed to have a total of 30 IDs and volunteers. That day I learnt what it means to persevere.
A year passed. We decided to organize a singing contest among the IDs. We practised and rehearsed very hard. There was this ID. Her name is Lily. Lily was one of the better singers. So the volunteers focused their efforts on her. During the contest, we invited the IDs families, friends and volunteers. More than 100 guests turned up for the event. We were overwhelmed by the response. Lily had no problems during the rehearsals. We knew she was going to win. Then her turn came. She was dressed in very nice outfit with light makeup. The moment she went on stage, she looked at the audience and her face drew a blank. She was too overwhelmed by the environment. She has never seen so many people before. Then she started to cry. The volunteers thought. We better take her away so that she don’t feel embarrassed. But instead Lily started to sing. It was supposed to be a lively song “Can’t smile without you?” But she sang in tears. “You know I can’t smile without you.” As she sang, the audience joined her to clap along. She regained her confidence and completed the song. Lily got second that night. I was inspired by Lily’s courage to overcome her fears.
Another experience that still left a deep impression was the Special Olympics. 2 of our IDs, Tiong Hung and Koon Loo were participating in a telematch race. It was a race for the disabled. When the race started, Tiong Hung and Koon Loo were leading, then suddenly Tiong Hung tripped and fell. Koon Loo was the best runner so we pinned our hopes on him. But Koon Loo did not run forward. He turned back to help Tiong Hung. Together they completed the race. During that moment, I felt a lump in my throat. Although they did not win, we were very proud of them. I was touched by Koon Loo’s selfless conduct and sacrifice. I learnt why Special Olympics was extra special. To him, his friend is far more important than the medal.
A few years ago, I was invited by the School of Visually Impaired to conduct English lessons. Though I was apprehensive, I accepted the offer anyway. In the class, I had a conversation with this teenager. I asked him “What do you do during your free time?” He told me he liked going to movies. I curiously asked him “How?” He replied “We listened to the dialogue and paint images in our mind. The imagination, the thoughts and the visualization are constantly playing at the back of the mind. He’s able to feel the emotions and the story. He also told me about his goals and career - that he wanted to be the best masseur in town. In the world of darkness, his life was brighter than anyone.
Today, “Project Reach out” is 22 years old. I’m no longer a volunteer. I last heard they had 60 IDs and volunteers. I was supposed to make a difference in their lives. But instead I learnt valuable lessons that made a difference in my life. I witness deeds of courage, affection and sincerity. In a world of ordinary people, they were most extraordinary. To them, achieve a simple goal in life may be like walking a long and arduous road. But in their pursuit of goals, the journey in life is tough and to them, the road maybe long, but so what! They live like normal people.
Setting Reach Out was tough, challenging and taxing. We had to plan programmes, work out the budget and source for facilities. Out of 30 home visits, finally 3 IDs decided to join us. During the planning stage, I really felt like giving up. I told myself, “What and why am I doing all these for?” Why don’t I spend my weekends hanging out with friends?” But a fellow volunteer persuaded me. “Don’t give up, Mike. Because if you give up, we’ll give up as well.” We decided to persevere. We were quite demoralized at only 3 but 3 were better than none. At least 3 families believe in us that it will work. From weeks to months, we gradually got more IDs joining us. Volunteers’ strength also increased. We managed to have a total of 30 IDs and volunteers. That day I learnt what it means to persevere.
A year passed. We decided to organize a singing contest among the IDs. We practised and rehearsed very hard. There was this ID. Her name is Lily. Lily was one of the better singers. So the volunteers focused their efforts on her. During the contest, we invited the IDs families, friends and volunteers. More than 100 guests turned up for the event. We were overwhelmed by the response. Lily had no problems during the rehearsals. We knew she was going to win. Then her turn came. She was dressed in very nice outfit with light makeup. The moment she went on stage, she looked at the audience and her face drew a blank. She was too overwhelmed by the environment. She has never seen so many people before. Then she started to cry. The volunteers thought. We better take her away so that she don’t feel embarrassed. But instead Lily started to sing. It was supposed to be a lively song “Can’t smile without you?” But she sang in tears. “You know I can’t smile without you.” As she sang, the audience joined her to clap along. She regained her confidence and completed the song. Lily got second that night. I was inspired by Lily’s courage to overcome her fears.
Another experience that still left a deep impression was the Special Olympics. 2 of our IDs, Tiong Hung and Koon Loo were participating in a telematch race. It was a race for the disabled. When the race started, Tiong Hung and Koon Loo were leading, then suddenly Tiong Hung tripped and fell. Koon Loo was the best runner so we pinned our hopes on him. But Koon Loo did not run forward. He turned back to help Tiong Hung. Together they completed the race. During that moment, I felt a lump in my throat. Although they did not win, we were very proud of them. I was touched by Koon Loo’s selfless conduct and sacrifice. I learnt why Special Olympics was extra special. To him, his friend is far more important than the medal.
A few years ago, I was invited by the School of Visually Impaired to conduct English lessons. Though I was apprehensive, I accepted the offer anyway. In the class, I had a conversation with this teenager. I asked him “What do you do during your free time?” He told me he liked going to movies. I curiously asked him “How?” He replied “We listened to the dialogue and paint images in our mind. The imagination, the thoughts and the visualization are constantly playing at the back of the mind. He’s able to feel the emotions and the story. He also told me about his goals and career - that he wanted to be the best masseur in town. In the world of darkness, his life was brighter than anyone.
Today, “Project Reach out” is 22 years old. I’m no longer a volunteer. I last heard they had 60 IDs and volunteers. I was supposed to make a difference in their lives. But instead I learnt valuable lessons that made a difference in my life. I witness deeds of courage, affection and sincerity. In a world of ordinary people, they were most extraordinary. To them, achieve a simple goal in life may be like walking a long and arduous road. But in their pursuit of goals, the journey in life is tough and to them, the road maybe long, but so what! They live like normal people.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
High!
My life appeared to have undergone some transformation within these few months. It’s not because I’m Optimus Prime or Megatron. After that unpleasant experience months ago, I’ve looked at life in a different perspective. I’m so pleased that I’ve resumed dragonboat training. It spurs me to take gym training seriously. It compels me to improve my cardiovascular endurance. It helps me to develop my mental strength. It stops my mind from wandering and inspires me to direct my energy into the sport. I’m blessed to have met many amazing teammates. I’m glad to be given the opportunity to participate in the race at Bedok Reservoir.
The most memorable has to be the 1 star kayaking certification. I spent 2 wonderful days at Kallang River. When I signed up for the 1 star kayaking certification, I didn’t feel keen or enthusiastic initially. In fact, I almost chicken out! But I decided to give it a go anyhow.
After a brief introduction about the nuts and bolts of kayaking, it was straight into some aquatic action. Gosh, maneuvering and navigating the kayak was a tough feat. To head straight and maintaining it was far more challenging than I thought. Then we had the 50 m swim test, the capsized drill and learning some basic paddling strokes. Never mind, I drank plenty of grimy sea water. I managed to overcome my phobia of being submerged in the water. Not once! Not twice! But thrice. At the end of day 1, I obtained instant gratification.
Day 2 was even more fun and exciting! We learnt how to rescue a capsized boat. We took turns to role play victim, rescuer and assistant of which I thought rescuer’s mission was a tall order. The most exhilarating time has to be the Captain’s Ball – Kayaking style! Boy, I didn’t know my teammates were such aggressive creatures when it comes to competition. So much so that a few of them capsized during the game. Haha! But it was jolly good fun!
Of late, I could sense a strengthening of our bond within the team. Other than rowing, we’ve watched all the recent blockbusters. We went for makan sessions after training. Attendance at the kayaking and dinner at Hans were fantastic. Soon, we’ll be watching a play. We are a team - a group of people with collective identity working together towards a common goal. When we row in harmony, the chances of enjoying the journey and achieving our goals are greatly enhanced.
I like to dedicate this song to my teammates. It’s a 1999 song called “High” by Lighthouse Family. I like this part of the lyrics:
Don’t you think its time you started
Doing what we always wanted
One day we're gonna get so high
Cause even the impossible
Is easy when we got each other
One day wer'e gonna get so high
The most memorable has to be the 1 star kayaking certification. I spent 2 wonderful days at Kallang River. When I signed up for the 1 star kayaking certification, I didn’t feel keen or enthusiastic initially. In fact, I almost chicken out! But I decided to give it a go anyhow.
After a brief introduction about the nuts and bolts of kayaking, it was straight into some aquatic action. Gosh, maneuvering and navigating the kayak was a tough feat. To head straight and maintaining it was far more challenging than I thought. Then we had the 50 m swim test, the capsized drill and learning some basic paddling strokes. Never mind, I drank plenty of grimy sea water. I managed to overcome my phobia of being submerged in the water. Not once! Not twice! But thrice. At the end of day 1, I obtained instant gratification.
Day 2 was even more fun and exciting! We learnt how to rescue a capsized boat. We took turns to role play victim, rescuer and assistant of which I thought rescuer’s mission was a tall order. The most exhilarating time has to be the Captain’s Ball – Kayaking style! Boy, I didn’t know my teammates were such aggressive creatures when it comes to competition. So much so that a few of them capsized during the game. Haha! But it was jolly good fun!
Of late, I could sense a strengthening of our bond within the team. Other than rowing, we’ve watched all the recent blockbusters. We went for makan sessions after training. Attendance at the kayaking and dinner at Hans were fantastic. Soon, we’ll be watching a play. We are a team - a group of people with collective identity working together towards a common goal. When we row in harmony, the chances of enjoying the journey and achieving our goals are greatly enhanced.
I like to dedicate this song to my teammates. It’s a 1999 song called “High” by Lighthouse Family. I like this part of the lyrics:
Don’t you think its time you started
Doing what we always wanted
One day we're gonna get so high
Cause even the impossible
Is easy when we got each other
One day wer'e gonna get so high
Sunday, July 1, 2007
No Sacrifice, No Victory!
Went to GV Vivo City to get tickets for the movie “Transformers”. Gosh, every single show on Saturday was sold out! Fortunately managed to get 8 tickets for Sunday. 
Transformers is a movie about alien robots divided into good (Autobots) and evil (Decepticons) raging a war between each other while searching for a cube known as Allspark which is a source of life for them that has found its way into earth. When the battle comes to Earth, all that stands between the evil Decepticons and ultimate power is a clue held by young Sam Witwicky. An average teenager, Sam is consumed with everyday worries about school, friends, cars and girls. Unaware that he alone is mankind’s last chance for survival, Sam and his girlfriend, Mikaela find themselves in a tug of war between the Autobots and Decepticons. With the world hanging in the balance, Sam comes to realize the true meaning behind the Witwicky family motto–“No sacrifice, no victory!”
The transformations of the robots are simply amazing and awesome. The CGI fits in seamlessly with the live action. The robots morphed themselves effortlessly into auto-vehicles, helicopters and jet-planes.
I was completely blown away by the visual effects and genuinely entertained. I had a lot of expectations for this film especially with all the hype and anticipation surrounding it and I'm very glad to say that at least for me, it delivers! This is definitely one of those movies that set out to entertain you and does a wonderful job in doing so. It may not be the perfect movie, but it's definitely worth your while and your money. It's engaging, funny and has tons of "Wow" factor.
On another note, it’s time to start my fitness regime on Monday for the Regatta race. Time to sacrifice some time and effort on gym training, running and mental preparation, only then would we see some transformation and taste the fruits of victory!
This is a cool song by Linkin Park from the soundtrack
Transformers is a movie about alien robots divided into good (Autobots) and evil (Decepticons) raging a war between each other while searching for a cube known as Allspark which is a source of life for them that has found its way into earth. When the battle comes to Earth, all that stands between the evil Decepticons and ultimate power is a clue held by young Sam Witwicky. An average teenager, Sam is consumed with everyday worries about school, friends, cars and girls. Unaware that he alone is mankind’s last chance for survival, Sam and his girlfriend, Mikaela find themselves in a tug of war between the Autobots and Decepticons. With the world hanging in the balance, Sam comes to realize the true meaning behind the Witwicky family motto–“No sacrifice, no victory!”
The transformations of the robots are simply amazing and awesome. The CGI fits in seamlessly with the live action. The robots morphed themselves effortlessly into auto-vehicles, helicopters and jet-planes.
I was completely blown away by the visual effects and genuinely entertained. I had a lot of expectations for this film especially with all the hype and anticipation surrounding it and I'm very glad to say that at least for me, it delivers! This is definitely one of those movies that set out to entertain you and does a wonderful job in doing so. It may not be the perfect movie, but it's definitely worth your while and your money. It's engaging, funny and has tons of "Wow" factor.
On another note, it’s time to start my fitness regime on Monday for the Regatta race. Time to sacrifice some time and effort on gym training, running and mental preparation, only then would we see some transformation and taste the fruits of victory!
This is a cool song by Linkin Park from the soundtrack
Learning from Setbacks
"The road to success is not straight. There is a curve called Failure, a loop called Confusion, speed bumps called Challenges, red lights called Enemies, caution lights called Friends. You will have flats called Jobs. But, if you have a spare called Determination, an engine called Perseverance, insurance called Faith, and a driver called You, you will make it to a place called Success."
We did not make it through the semi-finals on 30 Jun 2007. On both heats, we were lagging behind quite a number of boats from the other teams. I don’t dare count how many. I asked myself, “What did I learn about myself? What did I learn about those around me? What did I learn about performing in stressful circumstances? What did I learn about that can help me in the future?” We have a lot to work on our fitness level, including my own. We have a lot to work on our coordination, rapport, mental and physical strength.
We tend to be most susceptible to feeling down when we expect to do well and do poorly instead, when we expect to win and we lose, when we expect love or acceptance and experience rejection. In such cases, sometimes our expectations have been unrealistic; sometimes we have not prepared or focused as well as we could have, and we can work on this. Sometimes we have done everything in our power to make things happen given the constraints of our time and resources and events do not go as we hoped or planned.
Loss can make us feel miserable, inadequate or helpless. But it can also challenge us to draw upon our strengths, persist through obstacles, get to know ourselves better, examine our priorities, put things in perspective and reflect on where we are going, why and how.
The route to excellence is full of ups and downs, progressions and regressions, great leaps forward, backslides and plateaus. But as long as the overall direction is up, we will ascend our many mountains in life, ride many waves in dragonboating. The better we can cope, the more fulfilled we will be. Finding the lessons in loss is a way of putting us back in control. So, Regatta, here we come!
We did not make it through the semi-finals on 30 Jun 2007. On both heats, we were lagging behind quite a number of boats from the other teams. I don’t dare count how many. I asked myself, “What did I learn about myself? What did I learn about those around me? What did I learn about performing in stressful circumstances? What did I learn about that can help me in the future?” We have a lot to work on our fitness level, including my own. We have a lot to work on our coordination, rapport, mental and physical strength.
We tend to be most susceptible to feeling down when we expect to do well and do poorly instead, when we expect to win and we lose, when we expect love or acceptance and experience rejection. In such cases, sometimes our expectations have been unrealistic; sometimes we have not prepared or focused as well as we could have, and we can work on this. Sometimes we have done everything in our power to make things happen given the constraints of our time and resources and events do not go as we hoped or planned.
Loss can make us feel miserable, inadequate or helpless. But it can also challenge us to draw upon our strengths, persist through obstacles, get to know ourselves better, examine our priorities, put things in perspective and reflect on where we are going, why and how.
The route to excellence is full of ups and downs, progressions and regressions, great leaps forward, backslides and plateaus. But as long as the overall direction is up, we will ascend our many mountains in life, ride many waves in dragonboating. The better we can cope, the more fulfilled we will be. Finding the lessons in loss is a way of putting us back in control. So, Regatta, here we come!
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
For the Greater Good!
Thoroughly enjoyed myself last Saturday evening. It was simply great; great company, great movie & great dinner. Supposed to have dinner at Manhattan Fish Market but it was packed so we changed our gourmet target to Cathay’s Billy Bombers. I ordered a roast chicken - wasn’t too bad but I think it could have been better. They used to serve better food, somehow the quality has deteriorated over the years.
Anyway, we caught this movie “Hot Fuzz” after our dinner. Boy, this is one hilarious and entertaining movie! The recent spate of blockbusters didn’t seem to wow me. Pirates was overly hyped. Ocean 13 was passable. Shrek 3 and Fantastic Four were averagely good. Hot Fuzz, however, sizzles. From the makers of the hit movie Shaun of the Dead, Director Edgar Writer and writer cum actor, Simon Pegg infused razor-sharp amalgamation of humour and action in this uniquely funny film.
And the story goes.....
Nicholas Angel (Simon Pegg) is the finest cop London has to offer, with an arrest record 400% higher than any other officer on the force. He’s so efficient, he puts everyone else to shame. So Angel is packed off to the sleepy, idyllic and seemingly crime-free village of Sandford. Sandford is your typical small lazy town, where nothing much happens, and everyone knows everyone else. If a missing swan is a great deal, then you'll know there's pretty nothing much to sustain our supercop's interest. Angel finds it difficult to adjust to village life, constantly on the look out for crime in a place where there hasn't been a murder for over 20 years. The police station is so quiet that the staff spend most of their time eating cake and ice-cream. He's assigned to a station where officers are extremely laid back, which makes him get off on the wrong footing with partner PC Danny Butterman (Nick Frost). The son of amiable Police Chief Frank Butterman (Jim Broadbent), Danny is a huge action movie fan and believes his new big-city partner might just be a real-life "bad boy," and his chance to experience the life of gunfights and car chases he so longs for. Angel is quick to dismiss this as childish fantasy and Danny’s puppy-like enthusiasm only adds to Angel’s growing frustration. However, as a series of grisly accidents rocks the village with rising body counts, Angel is convinced that Sandford is not what it seems and as the intrigue deepens, Danny’s dreams of explosive, high-octane, car-chasing, gunfighting, all-out action seem more and more like a reality. It's time for these small-town cops to break out some big-city justice.
I was captivated right from the start. Hot Fuzz shows no signs of fizzle and continues to build momentum and pump adrenaline. It combines gore, comedy, action and mystery all into one. It makes references, satirizes and parodies buddy-cop genre like Lethal Weapon and Bad Boys. Some amusing moments include the Shakespearean play “Romeo & Juliet”, the gunfight towards the end and the witty Brit humour. Peter Jackson and Cate Blanchette even make cameo appearances.
Let’s hope Transformers and Harry Potter will make our movie trip a delicious popcorn experience. Hey movie buddy, we should do this more often! For the greater good, haha!
Anyway, we caught this movie “Hot Fuzz” after our dinner. Boy, this is one hilarious and entertaining movie! The recent spate of blockbusters didn’t seem to wow me. Pirates was overly hyped. Ocean 13 was passable. Shrek 3 and Fantastic Four were averagely good. Hot Fuzz, however, sizzles. From the makers of the hit movie Shaun of the Dead, Director Edgar Writer and writer cum actor, Simon Pegg infused razor-sharp amalgamation of humour and action in this uniquely funny film.
And the story goes.....
Nicholas Angel (Simon Pegg) is the finest cop London has to offer, with an arrest record 400% higher than any other officer on the force. He’s so efficient, he puts everyone else to shame. So Angel is packed off to the sleepy, idyllic and seemingly crime-free village of Sandford. Sandford is your typical small lazy town, where nothing much happens, and everyone knows everyone else. If a missing swan is a great deal, then you'll know there's pretty nothing much to sustain our supercop's interest. Angel finds it difficult to adjust to village life, constantly on the look out for crime in a place where there hasn't been a murder for over 20 years. The police station is so quiet that the staff spend most of their time eating cake and ice-cream. He's assigned to a station where officers are extremely laid back, which makes him get off on the wrong footing with partner PC Danny Butterman (Nick Frost). The son of amiable Police Chief Frank Butterman (Jim Broadbent), Danny is a huge action movie fan and believes his new big-city partner might just be a real-life "bad boy," and his chance to experience the life of gunfights and car chases he so longs for. Angel is quick to dismiss this as childish fantasy and Danny’s puppy-like enthusiasm only adds to Angel’s growing frustration. However, as a series of grisly accidents rocks the village with rising body counts, Angel is convinced that Sandford is not what it seems and as the intrigue deepens, Danny’s dreams of explosive, high-octane, car-chasing, gunfighting, all-out action seem more and more like a reality. It's time for these small-town cops to break out some big-city justice.
I was captivated right from the start. Hot Fuzz shows no signs of fizzle and continues to build momentum and pump adrenaline. It combines gore, comedy, action and mystery all into one. It makes references, satirizes and parodies buddy-cop genre like Lethal Weapon and Bad Boys. Some amusing moments include the Shakespearean play “Romeo & Juliet”, the gunfight towards the end and the witty Brit humour. Peter Jackson and Cate Blanchette even make cameo appearances.
Let’s hope Transformers and Harry Potter will make our movie trip a delicious popcorn experience. Hey movie buddy, we should do this more often! For the greater good, haha!
Sunday, June 24, 2007
Hit the mental ceiling
Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling. Hit the mental ceiling. Break the mental ceiling.............
In case you are wondering what happened? I psyching myself up for the coming race on Saturday.
In case you are wondering what happened? I psyching myself up for the coming race on Saturday.
Revisiting Success
1977
1st in inter-school essay writing competition
1986 - 88
Chairman of Reach Out Project, Movement for the Intellectually Disabled of Singapore
1989
Selected to participate in the Ship for South-East Asian Youth Programme
1990
Awarded a 1-year scholarship with International Atomic Energy Agency in Australia & Thailand
1993
Opportunity to train the Prime Minister in the Great Singapore Workout
Led 38,000 participants in the Great Singapore Workout at the Padang
1996
Hosted Channel 8 Good Morning Singapore Exercise Programme for Kids
1997 – 99
President of Singapore Fitness Instructor’s Association
2001
Received outstanding achievement award in recognition of academic excellence in Diploma in Sport Psychology
2003
Produced “Kids on the Move” exercise video for children
Choreographed the FunFITT Workout for National Healthy Lifestyle Campaign 2003
2005
Choreographed “Aarokkia Aattam” workout for the Indian Community
2006
Choreographed “Kebayarobics II” workout for the Malay Community
These achievements are not intended to flaunt my accomplishment or to feed my ego but rather to remind myself of the long and arduous journey in making dreams come true.
1st in inter-school essay writing competition
1986 - 88
Chairman of Reach Out Project, Movement for the Intellectually Disabled of Singapore
1989
Selected to participate in the Ship for South-East Asian Youth Programme
1990
Awarded a 1-year scholarship with International Atomic Energy Agency in Australia & Thailand
1993
Opportunity to train the Prime Minister in the Great Singapore Workout
Led 38,000 participants in the Great Singapore Workout at the Padang
1996
Hosted Channel 8 Good Morning Singapore Exercise Programme for Kids
1997 – 99
President of Singapore Fitness Instructor’s Association
2001
Received outstanding achievement award in recognition of academic excellence in Diploma in Sport Psychology
2003
Produced “Kids on the Move” exercise video for children
Choreographed the FunFITT Workout for National Healthy Lifestyle Campaign 2003
2005
Choreographed “Aarokkia Aattam” workout for the Indian Community
2006
Choreographed “Kebayarobics II” workout for the Malay Community
These achievements are not intended to flaunt my accomplishment or to feed my ego but rather to remind myself of the long and arduous journey in making dreams come true.
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Relax, take a break!
Competition is near. Countdown: 9 more days after today. Although this would be my second time, I’m still feeling as excited as before. However, too much stress and tension usually results in losing perspective and mental control. Developing our ability to relax our body and calm the mind allow us to control our intensity and channel our focus before the race. So, I normally do that by listening to some of my favourite songs, songs that have escorted me through time.............
I like the initial piano accompaniment of this one by Boyzone
Came across a few versions by Mariah Carey, Collin Raye,.... but I prefer this one by Journey
Never seem to get tired of Rascal Flatts, their songs are fabulous
I like the initial piano accompaniment of this one by Boyzone
Came across a few versions by Mariah Carey, Collin Raye,.... but I prefer this one by Journey
Never seem to get tired of Rascal Flatts, their songs are fabulous
Pump up the Jam
Last Saturday (16 June), I hosted a line dance jam at Singapore Power Recreation Club located at Woodleigh. It’s a 5-hour job. However, it did not feel like work at all. I had so much fun and enjoyment. The last time I hosted one was a year ago. I used to be a regular line dance DJ at Riverside Point some years ago. Every Saturday, I’ll bring loads of CDs and spin music for linedancers to have move to the groove. Nowadays, with the MP3 player or i-Pod, it can single-handedly store, search and play the songs at your beck and call.
Unlike the DJ in clubs, a line dance DJ’s job is to introduce the dance, spin the music, does the counting in and have some knowledge about line dancing. Occasionally, he also entertained some requests from regular line dance jammers. Normally a jam would last about 4 to 5 hours. About 200 linedancers congregate at the hall to display their footwork of some classic and current dances.
Most people used to think that linedancing is an uncool thing to do and associated it with aunties. But I beg to differ. Some choreography has intricate footwork. Others have a little of lyrical components and require dancers to emote their feelings. We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for dreams, we dance to express, not to impress!
Below is me and some of my students doing a dance to the tune of “Tell Me” by P. Diddy & Christina Aguilera:
Unlike the DJ in clubs, a line dance DJ’s job is to introduce the dance, spin the music, does the counting in and have some knowledge about line dancing. Occasionally, he also entertained some requests from regular line dance jammers. Normally a jam would last about 4 to 5 hours. About 200 linedancers congregate at the hall to display their footwork of some classic and current dances.
Most people used to think that linedancing is an uncool thing to do and associated it with aunties. But I beg to differ. Some choreography has intricate footwork. Others have a little of lyrical components and require dancers to emote their feelings. We dance for laughter, we dance for tears, we dance for madness, we dance for fears, we dance for hopes, we dance for dreams, we dance to express, not to impress!
Below is me and some of my students doing a dance to the tune of “Tell Me” by P. Diddy & Christina Aguilera:
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
I'm movin' on
Dear S,
2 months ago, you disclosed a shocking truth during our Bali trip. A truth you kept away from me for 2 years. I was hurt. I felt upset, disappointed and betrayed. That night I tossed and turned on my bed but just could not sleep. I had to endure the emotional pain you inflicted upon me. You wrecked my emotions. The person that I trusted the most was also the one that hurt me intensely. I thought of all the reasons to rationalise what happened but couldn’t find one. For 2 weeks, my mind was constantly fixated on this issue. I could not sleep well. I could not concentrate on my work. I did not enjoy myself at social events. I was basically going through the initial stages of the grief cycle – shock, denial and anger. A lot of things went through my mind. I had no one to talk to or turn to.
One fine day, I told myself “Enough is enough! It’s time to move on.” I kept myself occupied with lots of classes and projects. I called up friends whom I’ve not met for months. I resumed dragon boat training after a break of more than a year. I made some new friends. I gym 3 times a week. I cut my hair short. I transformed my wardrobe. I started reading those books which I bought and left on the shelf for years. After a month, I rediscovered myself. I became more aware of my inner self. I’ve been too caught up until hurt knocked on my door and brought me back to reality. I discovered that there are still plenty of wonderful people around me. What’s important is that I made a choice to move on and not wallow in self pity. This reminds me of a beautiful song from Rascal Flatt’s “I’m movin on”
I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on
We have not met for more than a month. That day you wanted to meet me for lunch. I was a little apprehensive. I did not know what to expect. But I decided to turn up. The lunch turned out to be a rather quiet affair. We became so formal and polite with each other until it developed into moments of uneasiness. I thought we were more like acquaintance than friends. The feeling was quite strange. I’m no longer angry or depressed. It appears that I’ve got over it. After lunch, you wanted me to join you for a game of mahjong. I took a rain check and chose to go to the library instead. I've become accustomed to this "new" me and enjoying it.
Maybe some day we’ll meet or maybe we won’t. But I’ve benefited from this. Hurt is a part of life, but we must learn how to take advantage of the hurt. My focus is not on the hurt, but what the hurt does for me. Look at hurt as something that if I respond to it incorrectly it will become a barrier on the road that I'm traveling on. All of us are traveling on a road that is leading to our destiny. But there are things that happened that try to get us out of our lane. Only what is destined for you can be achieved by remaining on your road. What we fail to realize is that so many things we never really appreciate until we experience the opposite reaction. We appreciate being up after we experienced being down.
For me, getting hurt can be seen as a good thing. Some day, I’m going to back upon this experience down the road, and be grateful for what it has taught me. It is all a matter of perspective and time.
Here’s the remaining part of the lyrics:
I'm movin' on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
There comes a time in everyone's life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone
I sold what I could and packed what I couldn't
Stopped to fill up on my way out of town
I've loved like I should but lived that I shouldn't
I had to lose everything to find out
Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road
I'm movin' on
I'm movin' on
I'm movin' on
Another one of my Rascal Flatt's favourites
2 months ago, you disclosed a shocking truth during our Bali trip. A truth you kept away from me for 2 years. I was hurt. I felt upset, disappointed and betrayed. That night I tossed and turned on my bed but just could not sleep. I had to endure the emotional pain you inflicted upon me. You wrecked my emotions. The person that I trusted the most was also the one that hurt me intensely. I thought of all the reasons to rationalise what happened but couldn’t find one. For 2 weeks, my mind was constantly fixated on this issue. I could not sleep well. I could not concentrate on my work. I did not enjoy myself at social events. I was basically going through the initial stages of the grief cycle – shock, denial and anger. A lot of things went through my mind. I had no one to talk to or turn to.
One fine day, I told myself “Enough is enough! It’s time to move on.” I kept myself occupied with lots of classes and projects. I called up friends whom I’ve not met for months. I resumed dragon boat training after a break of more than a year. I made some new friends. I gym 3 times a week. I cut my hair short. I transformed my wardrobe. I started reading those books which I bought and left on the shelf for years. After a month, I rediscovered myself. I became more aware of my inner self. I’ve been too caught up until hurt knocked on my door and brought me back to reality. I discovered that there are still plenty of wonderful people around me. What’s important is that I made a choice to move on and not wallow in self pity. This reminds me of a beautiful song from Rascal Flatt’s “I’m movin on”
I've dealt with my ghosts and I've faced all my demons
Finally content with a past I regret
I've found you find strength in your moments of weakness
For once I'm at peace with myself
I've been burdened with blame, trapped in the past for too long
I'm movin' on
We have not met for more than a month. That day you wanted to meet me for lunch. I was a little apprehensive. I did not know what to expect. But I decided to turn up. The lunch turned out to be a rather quiet affair. We became so formal and polite with each other until it developed into moments of uneasiness. I thought we were more like acquaintance than friends. The feeling was quite strange. I’m no longer angry or depressed. It appears that I’ve got over it. After lunch, you wanted me to join you for a game of mahjong. I took a rain check and chose to go to the library instead. I've become accustomed to this "new" me and enjoying it.
Maybe some day we’ll meet or maybe we won’t. But I’ve benefited from this. Hurt is a part of life, but we must learn how to take advantage of the hurt. My focus is not on the hurt, but what the hurt does for me. Look at hurt as something that if I respond to it incorrectly it will become a barrier on the road that I'm traveling on. All of us are traveling on a road that is leading to our destiny. But there are things that happened that try to get us out of our lane. Only what is destined for you can be achieved by remaining on your road. What we fail to realize is that so many things we never really appreciate until we experience the opposite reaction. We appreciate being up after we experienced being down.
For me, getting hurt can be seen as a good thing. Some day, I’m going to back upon this experience down the road, and be grateful for what it has taught me. It is all a matter of perspective and time.
Here’s the remaining part of the lyrics:
I'm movin' on
At last I can see life has been patiently waiting for me
And I know there's no guarantees, but I'm not alone
There comes a time in everyone's life
When all you can see are the years passing by
And I have made up my mind that those days are gone
I sold what I could and packed what I couldn't
Stopped to fill up on my way out of town
I've loved like I should but lived that I shouldn't
I had to lose everything to find out
Maybe forgiveness will find me somewhere down this road
I'm movin' on
I'm movin' on
I'm movin' on
Another one of my Rascal Flatt's favourites
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Music & Lyrics
One of my favourite songs from Michael Buble. Some lyrics fit the music like a pair of gloves and this is one of them.
This 2001 song from Lonestar has sad but beautiful lyrics. Enjoy.....
This song is specially for the one who taught me how to add music to my blog and introduced me to the wonderful world of blogging
Shayne Ward - That's my goal
Friday, June 8, 2007
Another manic Wednesday!
I’m a glutton for work on Wednesdays. For 3 Wednesdays in a row, I’ve been working like a dog! Not that I've been complaining but too much work can really leave us drained and sapped!
The morning started off with teaching a group of pre-schoolers visiting Health Zone at Health Promotion Board at about 8.30 am. As part of their trip, the kids are supposed to attend an exercise workshop called “I want to be fit”. As these children are as young as 4 or 5, the ability to comprehend fitness is something unfamiliar to them. I’ve to adopt the story telling approach and incorporate some fun exercises to instill the importance of having to exercise regularly. Boy, the attention span of kids is rather short, the challenging part is to constantly engaged them with lots of fun and exciting activities. Therefore, I’ve to bring myself to their level and entertain them as much I could. It can tough at times when the kids get carried away! 3 consecutive sessions and I'm already quite worn out!
After a quick bite during lunch, I’m rushing off to meet clients to discuss upcoming events or new fitness programmes. Meetings usually last about 2 hours. Then it’s time for a dose of caffeine at Starbucks or Coffee Bean. I simply love the aroma of coffee. While sipping coffee, time is not wasted, I took time to squeeze some creative juice to plan my choreography for the evening classes.
At URA, it’s an hour of high energy aerobics. Participants are pumping and sweating to a highly choreographed workout. I’ve been with the class for at least 10 years. Looking at the participants, they never seem to grow old. Hmmm, the secret of aging gracefully is definitely regular exercise. At the end of the class, I’m completely soaked to the skin with my own perspiration. After a change of clothes, I’m again running to catch the train for my next class at Bishan. My voice is getting a little hoarse.........
At Bishan Street 11, a stone’s throw away from Junction 8, is my line dancing class. This venue is a basketball court next to Guangyang Secondary School. Wind conditions almost non-prevalent. So you can imagine how hot the place is! I’m already drenched the second time with my sweat even before the class began. Organised by the Bishan Zone Residents Committee, the participants are mostly staying around the vicinity. As this is a public venue, the court is also shared with some basketball players. During the class, we run the occasional risk of the ball hurling at us. Of course there are also curious passers-by who paused to look at a group of aunties dancing to current pop music. At the end of the 2 hours, I almost famished, weary and flat out!
By then most of the food stalls have closed. I made do with whatever is left selling. My energy level is nearing zero so after dinner, I flag any cab in sight and head straight home. Gosh, what a day! The only thing left in my mind is the bed - Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........
The morning started off with teaching a group of pre-schoolers visiting Health Zone at Health Promotion Board at about 8.30 am. As part of their trip, the kids are supposed to attend an exercise workshop called “I want to be fit”. As these children are as young as 4 or 5, the ability to comprehend fitness is something unfamiliar to them. I’ve to adopt the story telling approach and incorporate some fun exercises to instill the importance of having to exercise regularly. Boy, the attention span of kids is rather short, the challenging part is to constantly engaged them with lots of fun and exciting activities. Therefore, I’ve to bring myself to their level and entertain them as much I could. It can tough at times when the kids get carried away! 3 consecutive sessions and I'm already quite worn out!
After a quick bite during lunch, I’m rushing off to meet clients to discuss upcoming events or new fitness programmes. Meetings usually last about 2 hours. Then it’s time for a dose of caffeine at Starbucks or Coffee Bean. I simply love the aroma of coffee. While sipping coffee, time is not wasted, I took time to squeeze some creative juice to plan my choreography for the evening classes.
At URA, it’s an hour of high energy aerobics. Participants are pumping and sweating to a highly choreographed workout. I’ve been with the class for at least 10 years. Looking at the participants, they never seem to grow old. Hmmm, the secret of aging gracefully is definitely regular exercise. At the end of the class, I’m completely soaked to the skin with my own perspiration. After a change of clothes, I’m again running to catch the train for my next class at Bishan. My voice is getting a little hoarse.........
At Bishan Street 11, a stone’s throw away from Junction 8, is my line dancing class. This venue is a basketball court next to Guangyang Secondary School. Wind conditions almost non-prevalent. So you can imagine how hot the place is! I’m already drenched the second time with my sweat even before the class began. Organised by the Bishan Zone Residents Committee, the participants are mostly staying around the vicinity. As this is a public venue, the court is also shared with some basketball players. During the class, we run the occasional risk of the ball hurling at us. Of course there are also curious passers-by who paused to look at a group of aunties dancing to current pop music. At the end of the 2 hours, I almost famished, weary and flat out!
By then most of the food stalls have closed. I made do with whatever is left selling. My energy level is nearing zero so after dinner, I flag any cab in sight and head straight home. Gosh, what a day! The only thing left in my mind is the bed - Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...........
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
Consistently inconsistent
A topic I researched a few years ago about the English language. Enjoy.....
English is an amazing language. When you fall into the quicksand, you do not die immediately. It takes as long as 30 minutes for a person to be completely submerged. The boxing ring is square yet they called it a ring. Even more strange, a guinea pig is neither from New Guinea nor is it a pig but rodent or subject used in experiments. If a vegetarian eats vegetables, does it mean that humanitarians eat humans?
English is consistently inconsistent. Teachers taught us but Preachers preached not "praught". In the animal kingdom, whether it is one or a million, deer has no 's'. If cons is the opposite of pros, is Congress the opposite of Progress? Some words do not rhyme like shoes, goes and does. Neither is meal and real. Daughter and laughter. Or bother and brother. The list goes on.....
I like to share with you this story in the plane. A husband and wife were travelling on the plane. It was their first trip abroad. They were extremely excited. The husband is an Ah Beng and is not concerned about speaking good English. The wife on the other hand likes to correct the husband's language. Husband said "so we are going to pra-gue, I'm so excited!" the wife quickly corrected him and said "it's prague, not pra-gue." The husband couldn't be bothered. A flight stewardess walked past. The husband asked her for the menu. He looked at his menu. Chicken or pig's tongue. Ah, miss I think I'll have pig ton-gue. The wife, getting embarrassed, told the stewardess, "sorry, he meant pig's tongue." As usual, the husband remained indifferent. After dinner, the husband wanted something to read. He looked around and this girl holding on to the Vogue magazine. So he asked the stewardess "Do you have the Vo-gue magazine?" This wife, couldn't take it anymore. I told you "it's Vogue" the husband also couldn't stand the wife and retorted "What Prague, pig's tongue, vogue! I had enough of this. I'm not going to ARG with u anymore!"
In the English language, there is always a runner in us without physically having to run. Sometimes, you hear your friend running out of steam. Rival companies giving one another a run for their money. Someone is running for election. My income is running low these days. I'm running out of words to write. No, not yet.
Language is beautiful. "Now just close your eyes and listen to me. Imagine you are sitting on the beach. Watching the sunset. Feel the sea breeze. Listen to the sounds of the waves. Feel the sand in between your toes. On your right are coconut trees swaying. On your left you could sense the seagulls flying past. Smell the salt coming from the sea. Breathe in slowly. Exhale gently. All the tension. The stress. Blow it out. & now open your eyes." Feel good?
When the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. When I wind up my watch, I started it. But when I wind up this talk, I ended it. Allow me to end with this quote “Stick & stones break my bones, but words make me go in a corner, & cry for hours.”
English is an amazing language. When you fall into the quicksand, you do not die immediately. It takes as long as 30 minutes for a person to be completely submerged. The boxing ring is square yet they called it a ring. Even more strange, a guinea pig is neither from New Guinea nor is it a pig but rodent or subject used in experiments. If a vegetarian eats vegetables, does it mean that humanitarians eat humans?
English is consistently inconsistent. Teachers taught us but Preachers preached not "praught". In the animal kingdom, whether it is one or a million, deer has no 's'. If cons is the opposite of pros, is Congress the opposite of Progress? Some words do not rhyme like shoes, goes and does. Neither is meal and real. Daughter and laughter. Or bother and brother. The list goes on.....
I like to share with you this story in the plane. A husband and wife were travelling on the plane. It was their first trip abroad. They were extremely excited. The husband is an Ah Beng and is not concerned about speaking good English. The wife on the other hand likes to correct the husband's language. Husband said "so we are going to pra-gue, I'm so excited!" the wife quickly corrected him and said "it's prague, not pra-gue." The husband couldn't be bothered. A flight stewardess walked past. The husband asked her for the menu. He looked at his menu. Chicken or pig's tongue. Ah, miss I think I'll have pig ton-gue. The wife, getting embarrassed, told the stewardess, "sorry, he meant pig's tongue." As usual, the husband remained indifferent. After dinner, the husband wanted something to read. He looked around and this girl holding on to the Vogue magazine. So he asked the stewardess "Do you have the Vo-gue magazine?" This wife, couldn't take it anymore. I told you "it's Vogue" the husband also couldn't stand the wife and retorted "What Prague, pig's tongue, vogue! I had enough of this. I'm not going to ARG with u anymore!"
In the English language, there is always a runner in us without physically having to run. Sometimes, you hear your friend running out of steam. Rival companies giving one another a run for their money. Someone is running for election. My income is running low these days. I'm running out of words to write. No, not yet.
Language is beautiful. "Now just close your eyes and listen to me. Imagine you are sitting on the beach. Watching the sunset. Feel the sea breeze. Listen to the sounds of the waves. Feel the sand in between your toes. On your right are coconut trees swaying. On your left you could sense the seagulls flying past. Smell the salt coming from the sea. Breathe in slowly. Exhale gently. All the tension. The stress. Blow it out. & now open your eyes." Feel good?
When the stars are out, they are visible, but when the lights are out, they are invisible. When I wind up my watch, I started it. But when I wind up this talk, I ended it. Allow me to end with this quote “Stick & stones break my bones, but words make me go in a corner, & cry for hours.”
Feel the Rhythm
One of the reasons I enjoy teaching classes so much is music. Whether it is kickboxing, aerobics, yoga or line dancing, they are all done to music. Music has direct effect on our senses. It can be uplifting or soothing. A familiar tune or a certain song evokes wide-ranging feelings. It changes our moods. It relaxes our mind. It heals our soul. I can’t imagine my life without music.
This is especially so in line dancing. Line dancing is performed by a number of people all facing in the same direction and moving in lines. Everybody in the line does the same steps. A line dance consists of a sequence of steps repeated several times to a particular piece of music. It used to be done in Country & Western music.
However, over the years, line dancing has evolved to include music of different genre like pop, Latin, Celtic & even hip-hop. We have even danced to tunes by Pussycat Dolls, Beyonce, Shakira, Akon, Michael Buble, Maroon 5, Gwen Stefani, etc. Who are the participants? Majority comes from your neighbourhood aunties, a few working adults and some youngsters as well.
I teach about 5 line dancing classes a week. Each week there is at least 20 new choreography coming from UK, USA & Australia. But not all dances are awesome; in fact some dances suck big time! Therefore I have to be very discerning with my selection. But when there’s a fabulous choreography, I can really immerse myself in the music. I would imagine myself to be the protagonist in the song and express my feelings through the movements. It’s like being in the music video, allowing the body to be in sync with the rhythm, crooning to the tune – a vicarious experience.
This is especially so in line dancing. Line dancing is performed by a number of people all facing in the same direction and moving in lines. Everybody in the line does the same steps. A line dance consists of a sequence of steps repeated several times to a particular piece of music. It used to be done in Country & Western music.
However, over the years, line dancing has evolved to include music of different genre like pop, Latin, Celtic & even hip-hop. We have even danced to tunes by Pussycat Dolls, Beyonce, Shakira, Akon, Michael Buble, Maroon 5, Gwen Stefani, etc. Who are the participants? Majority comes from your neighbourhood aunties, a few working adults and some youngsters as well.
I teach about 5 line dancing classes a week. Each week there is at least 20 new choreography coming from UK, USA & Australia. But not all dances are awesome; in fact some dances suck big time! Therefore I have to be very discerning with my selection. But when there’s a fabulous choreography, I can really immerse myself in the music. I would imagine myself to be the protagonist in the song and express my feelings through the movements. It’s like being in the music video, allowing the body to be in sync with the rhythm, crooning to the tune – a vicarious experience.
Monday, June 4, 2007
Row, row, row your boat
It's really great to be back after more than a year's break from rowing. I remembered a month ago, I was still grappling with technique, coordination and stamina. It was also a time to renew my friendship with old teammates and form alliances with new found friends. The run along Marina Promenade, the pontoon, the circuit training, ......... felt like deja vu.
I'm looking forward to the race on 30 June at Bedok Reservoir. I'm also concerned about my fitness status. With slightly less than a month, I've increased the intensity and duration of my gym and running sessions. I've become more disciplined, organised and focused without realising it. I believe most people would be outcome-oriented - to win during the race. But I also think that the process is equally important - the training, the building of the team rapport, the journey that takes us through this stage.
A sport like dragonboating provide abundant opportunities to free ourselves for short periods to enjoy special moments not readily available elsewhere. Sometimes it's tough and challenging doing the anaerobic and endurance rows but great satisfaction comes from embracing the experience, becoming competent and being in control.
Once you become totally absorbed in the experience, it became fun, exciting, novel, meaningful - the kind that makes us feel great to be alive. This sport is not about the individual but every unique person that comes together to form this motley crew. The true joy and challenge lies in loving the pursuit, accomodating one another and living the various textures of our lives.
I'm looking forward to the race on 30 June at Bedok Reservoir. I'm also concerned about my fitness status. With slightly less than a month, I've increased the intensity and duration of my gym and running sessions. I've become more disciplined, organised and focused without realising it. I believe most people would be outcome-oriented - to win during the race. But I also think that the process is equally important - the training, the building of the team rapport, the journey that takes us through this stage.
A sport like dragonboating provide abundant opportunities to free ourselves for short periods to enjoy special moments not readily available elsewhere. Sometimes it's tough and challenging doing the anaerobic and endurance rows but great satisfaction comes from embracing the experience, becoming competent and being in control.
Once you become totally absorbed in the experience, it became fun, exciting, novel, meaningful - the kind that makes us feel great to be alive. This sport is not about the individual but every unique person that comes together to form this motley crew. The true joy and challenge lies in loving the pursuit, accomodating one another and living the various textures of our lives.
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