Thursday, April 2, 2009

my friend's message made me realise hx spoke true when he says only a canoeist will understand another. and i'm seriously very touched...just one lil surprise that made my day.

i don't know how to describe the feeling of being the only k1 out on water. the utter loneliness of having to fight the wind and water independently and battle out the storm, versus the fierce determination to do better. knowing that one insignificant slip on the stingray, transferred to the raptor, means the difference between life and death.

when things went rough initially, i raged, i cried, i lamented bitterly at having to conquer k1 while everyone around me stage-whispered that it was certain doom, and that they were so glad they werent in my place. and now i accept that i may very well not produce any results on race day itself. but i also know that had i not been given the chance to try and scale this pinnacle, had i not been snatched out of my comfort zone and brutally slammed into facing my very worst fear, my hcanoe life would never have been complete. my mental discipline...would have been sorely lacking.

"you have so much more to give."

whatever happens, i'm damn proud to be a k1 canoeist. and i'm not looking back.

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