day 2171 – late comer

i arrived extremely late for civil war and it was almost like a gear up speed test to get onto the ice in time for the second shift. i was close to not going to hockey at all because i had been tied up with taekwondo and tired from an extra long shift of teaching. somehow, i got convinced and pressured to show up; better late than never. i had to book it home after our ice time because i’m expecting to wake up at 6am tomorrow

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day 2050 – ground up

getting my snatching fix after switching to cleans for the past two weeks or so. i was told to keep the weight lighter to work on my snatch balance technique. coach felt i was ready to start my snatches from the ground up and that was quite fun. most of my attempts felt pretty good with the exception of a couple failed attempts. i hope that i can load up a little more next time along with my front squats

day 1649 – poutinery


my once in a year poutine fulfilled at fishstick cypress bonder. basically the only time i ever have a legitimate reason to eat poutine because of the things served there, it’s the best bang for your buck. to be fair, the output spent skiing likely cancels out the amount this bowl contains. the weather in the morning was wet and foggy when we were up at the skychair, but the skies cleared up as the afternoon rolled around. we went at a moderately fast pace when everyone had relatively good skill level. my best guess is we went through over dozen runs and by the end my legs were pretty tired. the wipeout near the end was a pretty big jolt to my neck and back 

day 1400 – double header

was thinking my hip wouldn’t be up to playing if i had to take doses of advil but ended up playing both double header. it’s not the ideal weather for softball, but we expected the rain to fall and dressed appropriately. fielding first game at first base and second game at rover. got multi base hit game in both games but i swung the bat particularly well in the second game. baserunning iq could be better if i only focused more. it’s funny in between innings the ump told me i was fast; he probably wanted to say my speed saved my butt from an ill-advised decision

twenties series: [eight] pace

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it may sound strange coming from a person whose life runs at the speed similar to the highway traffic where park zones do not exist. i am just at a point in my life where all my commitments and deadlines are happening all at once, and no matter how fast i push myself, i can never fit everything into a my twenty four hour span. i hate to say that all my commitments may not even fit even if i was granted an additional two hours each day. i drive a bmw with a relatively powerful engine, if i was given a race caliber car, it would be scary scene to see how fast my life moves at when i step on that gas pedal. in the past month, i have been running on a full load and tight schedule based on an average of five hours of sleep per night. its a miracle that i am still functioning after several weeks but i am uncertain how long i will be able to hold up. some things has got to change or i won’t be able to keep up with this hectic and crazy lifestyle. with that said, life is not a race to the finish line, learn to slow it down and pace yourself. you will be glad you did because there are many rewards at every stage of life and chances are you may miss it if you speed through everything