the past week sure felt like hell. every single day was a torture to both mind & body.
personally i'm proud of how I managed to pull through everything without falling out. but performance could have been better.
but woah, sure didnt saw it coming. like POI training is so much more physically taxing than conventional. except for the fact that we don't get dirty. so much more sweat. and aches.
my personal workout regime every night has been working pretty well too. the changes are already noticeable at my biceps and abs. no time to slacken off just yet, continue working and pumping. maybe my chest would start hurting again. just cant seem to completely shake off the old chest injury. think it would cost me problems in the future.
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driving was fun today. cant wait for my next lesson. would probably start doing parking and the more complicated stuff. but arghhh, one lesson a week is hardly enough. i need more practice.
feels like there's still a long way more to go. now Nick, lend me your car la. be as kind as your heart is warm.
i was asking myself why I can never ever understand what goes on in the mind of dancers. like they are oh-so-complicated creatures from another universe.
i think they all have this strange similarity, it dawned upon me. like they are all emotionally warped. they feel so much and suppress it all. not showing it to the world and people around. bottling till it overfills. another drop and all spills. exactly like how real this world we are living in is. probably as real as tears of anguish. i don't understand them at all.
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