day 2040 – federer record

gladly waking up early for another one of federer’s finals. this one is extra special as he’s going for his one hundredth atp title. i’m so happy to witness federer making another history breaking record and reaching the century club. it’s such a treat watching him on the court; he’s one of those players that explemifies finesse to perfection. watching him really makes me itch for some tennis. i hope he continues to play a few more years and chip away at more records. i only wish one day i can watch him play live and meet him in person

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day 1854 – treadmill trek

walking through the woods and running through the city while watching federer play the game he knows best. a rare day in the gym without doing squats or any barbell related exercises. i don’t usually do cardio at the gym aside from warmup, but i had to try out their new treadmills with these cool features. i didn’t do any compound movements, but it was enough to know that my shoulder is still nowhere near normal functions. all i wanted to do was insert myself back into some activities

day 1551 Рatp basel 

in the wake of a heart breaking day that made me think the unsaid disappointment was the final deal breaker i’d allow for. i should really be getting more sleep during my recovery period, but waking up early for tennis is well worth it when it’s a federer match. he’s truly amazing to watch as he pulled through for an impressive eighth title at basel. i am also hoping to save up enough money soon enough to watch him play in person one day. i already missed out the opportunity to watch andy roddick live, i really don’t want to miss a second chance

day 1446 Рrollerblading 

woke up at six to watch federer win his ninth wimbledon title. thought i would do something spontaneous before my hockey game. somewhere at the bottom of my sports closet is my dusty blades my parents got me back when i was in my early years of highschool. wasn’t sure if they still fit, wasn’t sure if they required a tune up, wasn’t sure if i remember how to roller blade, but didn’t think twice before strapping them on

day 1341 – solituding

the only bright spot on this day was watching federer take his third title this year. otherwise i spent it in solitude as quiet time are never good times when being crushed by my troubles. needing to get out because i can’t stand being at home and confined by myself. at least gym is a place of hiding and numbing because it’s a place i can be respected. outside and being with people makes me hide my sorrows, but i know i’m only masking for what i want to bury even deeper

day 1278 Рroger surges 

no regrets staying up until 4:45am just so i can witness federer win another australian open. much of the day was spent being a nerd doing my assignment, reading articles i enjoyed. the promotion test went smoothly and nothing particular went wrong, but somehow i’m feeling strangely bad about myself. the feeling of dissatisfaction of not being good enough and unworthiness is expanding in my head. i’m losing faith in myself and losing grip on what i want to achieve. hopefully that changes when i wake up tomorrow for a fresh start to the week

day 1071 – sky watcher

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woke up early to catch some wimbledon action and federer didn’t disappoint; an amazing two set down comeback gets him a spot in the semifinals. i didn’t feel up to par at training tonight which really brought me down. i can only blame myself because i know i made a bad judgement call prior to and i can’t let that happen again. spectating some flag football action under the white wispy clouds and ending the night with mo eased my mind a tad