Saturday, February 20, 2010
final burst
there's a point in canoeing, the final stretch of the race, where we pick up the frequency of our strokes and give it all we have until we cross the finishing line. in hcanoe we called it the final burst. it is the most lung-busting, uncomfortable part of the race, where despite muscles aching and the tiredness, we paddle even harder and faster.
perhaps this describes the part of the race that i'm in now. in some ways, i really can't wait for the race to end and graduate. past the mid point of the final semester, it is really time for my final burst. i need to give it my all into studying hard, yet it is not easy. i think the weariness has caught up with me. my mid-sem hasn't gone well.
cny passed. and so did vday. meetups with canoeists and hk gang. all occurred in a flash.
it's sad... aging. and knowing that those once close aren't anymore.
maybe it's just me. never good enough for anybody.
there's a point in canoeing, the final stretch of the race, where we pick up the frequency of our strokes and give it all we have until we cross the finishing line. in hcanoe we called it the final burst. it is the most lung-busting, uncomfortable part of the race, where despite muscles aching and the tiredness, we paddle even harder and faster.
perhaps this describes the part of the race that i'm in now. in some ways, i really can't wait for the race to end and graduate. past the mid point of the final semester, it is really time for my final burst. i need to give it my all into studying hard, yet it is not easy. i think the weariness has caught up with me. my mid-sem hasn't gone well.
cny passed. and so did vday. meetups with canoeists and hk gang. all occurred in a flash.
it's sad... aging. and knowing that those once close aren't anymore.
maybe it's just me. never good enough for anybody.