day 2223 – sloth day

my flex day consisted of no alarm clock, no schedule and barely any moving. desperately needed this day off after spending many hours working blackbelt test, training for blackbelt test and taking the blackbelt test. the boards i held and the boards i kicked left so many cuts and gashes. basically spent the morning watching a netflix movie and another movie at the theatres in the afternoon. no part of me wants to go back to work tomorrow

day 1921 – sizeable puck

i put myself in front of the shot to a squirtle game and it so happens to hit the only unpadded area on my leg. my whole leg went numb and i struggled to get back to the bench. good thing there’s meat on my thigh to absorb the impact of the puck. playing defense is fun, but this is one of the sacrifice to play the position. this bruise looks kind of scary and is here to stay for a while

day 1685 – board cuts

the aftermath of a blackbelt test i didn’t want to work. it didn’t bode well from the beginning and only got worse when i’m told by the grandmaster to hold a board when he knows very well my hand isn’t healed for it. it really has become a hostile environment i’m tired of bearing his unreasonable and unethical ways. it has caused me too much grief and too much sleep and i’m no longer willing to go the distance to suit his needs while i sacrifice my happiness. either his attitude has to change and respect has to be there, or that’s the end of an era

day 1498 – hiatus

having a hard time accepting the point it’s gotten to and where it’s headed. the hiatus must be changed because i feel it has regressed. i’m not going to settle for less because satisfactory just doesn’t cut it. when asked what i’m getting in return from all my sacrifices, i really couldn’t answer. now that i think about it, i’ve sacrificed myself too much without really much in return just because i let my limits be pushed. the accumulated frustration of neglected feelings and my well-being is tarting to show and i hate to think that i’m only called upon when i can be of benefit. i was warned that i’ll reach the point of snapping when i’m fed up with the one-sidedness

day 1431 – award

brought home another from the annual award presentation. what i get in return for dedicating lots of my energy and sacrificing so much into making sure i maintain a standard for killarney. this branch has steadily grown and i’ve been proudly holding the fort down since 2013. it’s often to hear that i’m one of the strictest, and i would agree. i uphold a standard of my own regardless of what other’s may be, not a daycare or a belt selling school

day 990 – rdl champ

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i couldn’t have been more satisfied winning rdl tier 2 champs. every sour catch kid stepped up and played together down the stretch to make this happen. it was a hard earned championship where we had to fight through many tough series and come back from the loser’s bracket. it did come with a cost. i took two shots in the head in a single play – one being a ball that struck me in the collarbone area, the other being a follow through elbow in the back of my head. it was a scary moment because i don’t recall dropping down on the floor like a rock and being unresponsive for a good minute or two. regardless, i just wanted to get up and continue playing because the finals meant the world to me. i can deal with the consequences after it’s all said and done

day 978 – carb loading

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back in town from a self satisfying trip down portland. first off, post competition breakfast carb loading with my man. competition prep period had its millions of sacrifices and restrictions which made some days painstakingly hard to get through. i haven’t eaten so much in a meal in so long, i forget how bread and potatoes amongst many other things taste like. i’ll give myself a couple days off to indulge in things i couldn’t have had during that phase, but won’t be long before i have to live with those restrictions again in pursuit of my next big event