came across this as i was leafing through my phone album for a kickass picture request. going through these pictures bring back so much memories, the times when i seemed to have a better grasp of competition. deep down i know i miss competition and really want to be back in the game, but knowing i will not return until i can step up my game. it’s been far too long since i last competed. the longer i’m away from the competition stage, the more scared i feel. i hope i’m able to control and improve not only my game, but my state of mind
there was no shortage of pressure at us world open with the presence of the grandmaster, team of students and their parents. little was said, but this competition would also determine my path moving forward and going to nationals next month. i went into this competition feeling undertrained because of all my commitments with the sunrun, dodgeball, playoffs, demos and coaching duties; too much time spent coaching the kids i left no time for myself. it was a mixed bag of feelings from being emotionally unstable to psychologically drained cause i knew what was on the line, physically fine for the most part other than coping with a bad groin that won’t heal and battling a week-long cold. the pressure was far beyond anything i’ve ever experienced since all my school’s competitors had already finished their events, leaving me last to go on stage so everybody hovered behind my ring. i am not a fan of spotlight and this certainly a lot more attention than i am comfortable with. what made it even more nerve wrecking is i was queued second last in my division meaning i had to go through the pain of watching and waiting for my fellow competitors. i was so nervous i didn’t dare watch any of my competitors or their results. i zoned out everyone who tried to talk to me and only focused on what i had to do. i went out there and did what i had to do, walked off the mats straight to my coach without even looking at my score. i was greeted by high fives and a “pretty good” which meant the world to me cause rarely does he compliment me. everybody was quick to tell me i secured at least a silver medal based on the scores of those who went before me. i didn’t believe it, but came to realization as the final results were announced. it wasn’t the medal around my neck that brought joy to me, it was beating my biggest rival from my own school and that proved plenty, more than words can say. most importantly i felt good out there doing what i thought was my best poomsae and best performance yet. the silver lining was i later found out the mexican who topped my score was the bronze medallist at this year’s worlds. thankfully i was told after the fact or i would be too psyched out, as if i didn’t have enough pressure
another competition group picture worth sharing. after claiming our bling at governor’s cup in washington last week, master shin greeted us to congratulate our success and invited us to pan-am next month. we certainly turned some heads and opened some eyes while we were there and that’s what we really need. in my opinion and of my own interest, it is important for us to put our names and faces out there beyond the province of british columbia. if we want to grow as a school, as a team and as an individual, we must get to know the people out there and make them notice us. washington was a good start; we have lots on our plate, next up oregon.
standing on top of the podium amongst that company meant much more than just winning because it felt extra awesome knowing i am starting to round into my form after months and months of continuous struggles with some severe injuries. still far from where i want to be but i will seek ways to do what i can to get to where i want. through this whole process i learned to deal with the unexpected, work with what i had and make the best out of the condition i was given. can’t say it wasn’t a long and difficult road back but hardwork and patience of rehab does pay off. there were also moments of doubts where i thought it was the end but i am glad i didn’t let that happen otherwise i wouldn’t be standing atop the podium. beating some blue pants is a telling tale and a sweet comeback. can’t wait to get mine. it’s good to be back
claiming two golds and one silver from washington state cup. riding on the highs of adrenaline is the only reason i am still standing. being majorly sleep deprived after little sleep the week leading up to trip and only catching a three hour snooze the night prior to competition. proud to say it was a success and the team bc was well represented. first time going to this competition and we gained respect and turned some heads from other competitors, coaches and masters. this may be a start of something that leads to bigger things. the bonus is its my first competition after the summer of knee horrors, and everything seems to be feeling fine so i hope to put that in behind me and look forward to the good days
every person runs their own race at their own pace and only they can control their own destiny. there’s a definite start to the race in life, but indefinite finish line, so how is success measured?? knowing that we need to improve in one thing, but knowing how to make that improvement is another. everyone should be constantly evolving and changing in one form or another, the lack motivation to improve may have dangerous consequences because no one wants to be left behind in the dust. i want to be the person that sets my own limit and leads the pack, someone who others would want to catch up to and not be spending my time chasing the pack. its important to me to set goals and work hard to constantly take steps forward towards making that goal achievable. i am trying me best to take every opportunity to make the necessary adjustments in order to get better not for others, but for myself. work hard at what i believe is right and value and don’t look back to regret what i should have and could have done. because the knowledge i attain, the skills i acquire, the distinctions i receive are all things that i naturally should do feel proud of, not because someone said i should. the climb towards setting my standards and setting my own limit only gets steeper, and only when i reach a small peak is when there’s a little plateau to realize how far i have come. the ultimate goal is not about being the best, its about being better than you were yesterday and doing the best you can possibly achieve
this year’s korean cultural festival brought the kukkiwon korean national demo team to perform. witnessed an amazing display of their skills and ever increasing level of difficulty. every move had so much power, accuracy, finesse and grace that it makes everything so ridiculously easy. unparalleled crazy kicks that only they can pull it off, they are korea’s best after all. inspired and hoping to pick up a thing or two from them