Showing posts with label Sea Training. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sea Training. Show all posts
Celebration party
Posted On Friday, November 25, 2011 at at Friday, November 25, 2011 by SharonSaturday, 28th November 09
Well, sort of...
Also a belated birthday celebration for a dear friend who never fails to buy Flaming Lamborghini for her birthday friends. She finally received her share of FL that night. One question, why does everyone has to have FL for their birthdays? (I think I asked this before) It's possibly the worst tasting alcohol I've ever tasted, worse than cough drop :S Oh well if that's the 'tradition' then we'll go with it.
We tried to get her good aka drunk (she's someone I'd really like to see drunk) that night but the attempt was unsuccessful.
The good thing was that the night was filled with lots of laughter, silliness, a whole lot of camwhoring...
and dancing. I think I said the same thing in every clubbing post :P Err.. what else is there to do?
Sexy moves~Almost the entire team came to celebrate with us.
With Luke, who also teaches Body Toning in my gym. His eyes are so small people sometimes asked him if he actually blinks FHL
Some of the other rowers, ranging from the youngest 19 - 30s
a lot of uncles haha
Since my most dominant feature on my face is now my TEETH, no longer my SMILE, they made me took an all TEETH shot with another guy with big mouth fml. Please welcome your new Colgate and Darlie ambassador
My mouth still looks bigger wtfThe team manager with the ladies, who could not get a proper shot without interference by other redundant homosapien, someone or someone's finger will surely appear in every frame -_-
With these hand signs, our pictures were no longer decent... sigh...
Molested, payback for every torturous training he put us through haha
We partied in SOI 11, then brought the party over to SOHO where there's better music and the girls were dying to boogie!
Some dude took over my camera and started taking pictures of absolutely everything, everywhere and everyone. After that night, male camwhorers like Siva and Zeek both lose hands down to him. Out of 100++ pictures he took that night, 70% has his face in it @_@
Every picture was "fingered"My favorite pic of the lot, KRAAAZZZYY bunch~!
This was only half the people who were thereThe next day in training, someone mocked us by saying...
Ermm shouldn't have gone hardcore that night...
Cari sakit
Posted On Monday, March 21, 2011 at at Monday, March 21, 2011 by Sharonor simply translated to English, looking for pain.
So we have started our boat training for almost a month now. This year itself we have a lot of new members joining the team which means the family is getting bigger :) The ladies now have one full boat for training *woot* and the guys.. well I believe if all the guys make it to boat training, we would need another extra boat :) yes that's how big the 'family' has become.
The trainings so far have been nothing but good and fruitful. I love the intensity and the pressure given to us, where one needs to really have good mental strength to bear with what we're going through, which I don't think a lot of people have
yes I'm talking about you pussies out there
. Practice, it all comes with practice. People often question why do we put ourselves through such torture and then complain about it later. Well.. let me just phrase this in a nicer way, we are women afterall.. and we will always find something to bitch about, whether or not we like it ;)
Anyway, since I started rowing a few weeks back with the team, I noticed that our training programs have changed. The ladies now row separately with a new coach while the guys, well.. let's just say they have it 5x harder than the ladies.
You might think I'm crazy for saying this, but I actually do want to train as hard as the guys, ok maybe 3x not 5x. It's not only me, there are a few ladies from the team that think the current training is not hard enough for us, in fact, it felt like a walk in the park (albeit the slight pain we get the day after). Hence we decided to shoot a mail to the team manager to voice our 'concern'. If we want to win, we need to train the right way.
One of the ladies volunteered to send the mail, with me being the backup editor. The first draft of the email looks like this:
From the pass training, we ready found that the difficulty level of boat training was not standing with strenght and phisical training. The boat training was too light for lady. Before we feel tired the training was over.
We would like to seek your assistance to review the boat training program for lady.
Will it be better mix the lady with guy ? or increase the time frame and difficulty for boat training ? We believe our lady also can push ourself to improve our strength to win race in futher with the guy as a team.
OMFG, how am I supposed to let this kind of email sent out to the intended people? I'm sorry I just can't, so I decided to compose a new mail, trying to reuse as many sentences as I can from the first draft.
Dear team manager,
I would like to provide some feedback regarding the women's team boat training on Sundays. From the past few trainings we found that the difficulty level of the boat training is not on par or as hard as the strength and physical trainings we have on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Most of us (especially the Forward ladies who have trained with the guys before) felt that the intensity of the training is too light for us (we don't really feel tired after the training).
Therefore, we would like to seek your assistance to review the boat training program for the ladies.
Will if be better if we increase the time frame and difficulty for the boat training? We think that it'll be good if we could get to row with the guys sometimes if we are going to be competing in mix races. It's important for us to get used to the speed in the guys' boat if we are going to work together as a team. We believe the ladies too, can push ourselves in improving our strength to help to achieve the club's objectives: which are to get fitter, better and most importantly, WIN as a team.
Thank you.
There, probably not the best but sounded so much better. And now we wait.....
We'll probably won't look this happy anymore at the end of the training after the mail has been read and evaluated with action plan.
Bring on the pain!
posted from LIT
So we have started our boat training for almost a month now. This year itself we have a lot of new members joining the team which means the family is getting bigger :) The ladies now have one full boat for training *woot* and the guys.. well I believe if all the guys make it to boat training, we would need another extra boat :) yes that's how big the 'family' has become.
The trainings so far have been nothing but good and fruitful. I love the intensity and the pressure given to us, where one needs to really have good mental strength to bear with what we're going through, which I don't think a lot of people have
yes I'm talking about you pussies out there
. Practice, it all comes with practice. People often question why do we put ourselves through such torture and then complain about it later. Well.. let me just phrase this in a nicer way, we are women afterall.. and we will always find something to bitch about, whether or not we like it ;)
Anyway, since I started rowing a few weeks back with the team, I noticed that our training programs have changed. The ladies now row separately with a new coach while the guys, well.. let's just say they have it 5x harder than the ladies.
You might think I'm crazy for saying this, but I actually do want to train as hard as the guys, ok maybe 3x not 5x. It's not only me, there are a few ladies from the team that think the current training is not hard enough for us, in fact, it felt like a walk in the park (albeit the slight pain we get the day after). Hence we decided to shoot a mail to the team manager to voice our 'concern'. If we want to win, we need to train the right way.
One of the ladies volunteered to send the mail, with me being the backup editor. The first draft of the email looks like this:
From the pass training, we ready found that the difficulty level of boat training was not standing with strenght and phisical training. The boat training was too light for lady. Before we feel tired the training was over.
We would like to seek your assistance to review the boat training program for lady.
Will it be better mix the lady with guy ? or increase the time frame and difficulty for boat training ? We believe our lady also can push ourself to improve our strength to win race in futher with the guy as a team.
OMFG, how am I supposed to let this kind of email sent out to the intended people? I'm sorry I just can't, so I decided to compose a new mail, trying to reuse as many sentences as I can from the first draft.
Dear team manager,
I would like to provide some feedback regarding the women's team boat training on Sundays. From the past few trainings we found that the difficulty level of the boat training is not on par or as hard as the strength and physical trainings we have on Wednesdays and Saturdays. Most of us (especially the Forward ladies who have trained with the guys before) felt that the intensity of the training is too light for us (we don't really feel tired after the training).
Therefore, we would like to seek your assistance to review the boat training program for the ladies.
Will if be better if we increase the time frame and difficulty for the boat training? We think that it'll be good if we could get to row with the guys sometimes if we are going to be competing in mix races. It's important for us to get used to the speed in the guys' boat if we are going to work together as a team. We believe the ladies too, can push ourselves in improving our strength to help to achieve the club's objectives: which are to get fitter, better and most importantly, WIN as a team.
Thank you.
There, probably not the best but sounded so much better. And now we wait.....
We'll probably won't look this happy anymore at the end of the training after the mail has been read and evaluated with action plan.
Bring on the pain!
posted from LIT
A little strawberry topping
Posted On Monday, November 16, 2009 at at Monday, November 16, 2009 by Sharon
I wasn’t planning on writing this but I was chatting with a friend about the weekend and I was telling her how cool it was to be doing what I did on Saturday and then I thought, hey, since it was an effing cool experience (in my eyes anyway), why not blog about it?
If I haven’t bore you yet with my paddling stories, do read on.
Saturday, 430pm we had the usual physical training in Macallum St. before the paddling session. It was more like a warmup session where we had to jog 3 rounds, some pushups, jumping jacks and a bit of stretching before getting ready for the paddling session.
The weather got darker as we were finishing up the physical part and I thought ‘yay, great! it’s gonna rain, maybe they’ll cancel the paddle session!’ Yes I was secretly hoping that they’ll cancel the training, I was just feeling lazy that day. But I was dead wrong.
Everyone started walking back to the so called ‘headquarter’ (basically just a container storing all the paddle equipments). It had started to drizzle by then. I thought to myself ‘It’s raining, are we still doing this?’ but kept quiet since everyone seemed to be oblivious to the fact that it was raining.
Moments later, I found myself equipped with the usual glove I always use for paddling and a little bit more, a life jacket -_-“ I contemplated in the beginning whether to put it on or not but some guy told me ‘well if you want to stay save and you can’t swim well, I’ll advise you to do so’
I looked out from the container into the pouring rain, more dark clouds approaching, and the dangerous looking sea. Ok, point noted. Strapped on the jacket it is!
By the time we were all seated in the boat, we were half drenched from the rain. I was a little worried if the rain will make the vision poorer, as if getting sunblock into my eyes is not painful enough, I have to squint my eyes, worrying bout the sea water and the rain. Yes, at that moment, it felt like another FML day.
But whether I like it or not, the training will go on. And we paddled into the sea. It wasn’t as bad as I thought, in fact the rain felt like a blessing because it washed away the salt water we got onto our faces. I was beginning to enjoy paddling in the rain.
Being in the sea, drenched inside out under the pouring rain, thunders and lightnings so visible from where we were, the waves in the sea getting rougher by each passing minute and jellyfish sightings every now and then was actually kinda FUN FUN FUN!
picture for illustration purpose onlyThe most fun part was the part where the boat felt as if it was 'flying' when we paddled really hard and fast riding through the strong waves, I had to contain myself from shouting out loud in excitement
yes I'm crazy like that
oh think medium to hardcore water rafting perhaps?
The team too was very energetic, we had better more structured trainings lately with the competition nearing. The killer part was the 500m paddle nonstop, that's like ~300 strokes nonstop @_@ I was really really bad at that, I exhaust myself far too quickly, my stamina was bad, my arms gave up too soon :( as much as I really tried very hard not to stop too often and kept up with the speed. Sigh.. I think I need to drink the stamina powder the guys are drinking at the moment :p
The only part I regretted was putting on the life jacket, I didn't need it because it was hardly that dangerous and it restricted my movement. Nevertheless, it was one of the best paddling session I had, and I definitely want more of those!!!
Maybe my life is getting too mundane that I'm craving for some hardcore adrenaline rush excitement @_@ hence, the post was named as such.
Giving it all
Posted On Sunday, October 4, 2009 at at Sunday, October 04, 2009 by Sharon
Tonight, there was no regret on a single bite of that sinful dinner I had. The fried oyster, fried chicken with lots of mayo and well.. porridge. We thought, after all the effort we've put into the paddling training today, it was worth a little celebration of indulgence.
I didn't realize how much I missed the paddling training until today. Since I was in Singapore last weekend, I was not able to make it for last week's physical training in gym and the paddling session. I heard they made everyone carry 85% of their body weight :S of which in this I was kinda glad I wasn't there to embarrass myself.
Yesterday's training was also intense but too short. I know, I think my girlfriend and I are secretly liking all the torturous trainings they put on us. They were tough but we were pushed to the limits and we liked it. A little sadomasochistic maybe :P
Oh and feeling guilty from the amount of calories from the alcohol last night, I ran 3kms in gym first before the paddling session. Maybe I am that sadomasochistic like that.
We had two boats to paddle today, one lighter one made of some fiber material where we usually paddle in, and another heavier one made of wood. So of course the senior-er guys paddled in the heavier one wherelse the juniors and the ladies paddled in the lighter one.
And we had a small competition, a little race, 200m fast paddle. You can imagine how demotivating it was for our team when the coach told us to race against the other team, I'm talking bout a team of buffed up, fit guys in one boat against a boat full of secondary school students and 3 ladies @_@
Oh well, not that we had much of a choice but to race against them. They were so cocky, so confident that they were going to win. Even set a punishment of 50 pushups for the losing team. Our team was quiet, taking whatever insults or teasing thrown to us. All we ever wanted was to get it over with.
When the coach blew the whistle, I paddled like I've never paddled before. Or actually ALL of us did. I've never thought that the kids can be so determined. They worked hard, and not wanting to let the team down, the women did their best too. Water was splashing everywhere; on my face, arms, legs but the splashing actually got me more motivated. They said if you don't get wet, you're not paddling for real.
Someone started counting loudly as a form of motivation. I did too, although it was tiring but it was a good boost.
"A few more strokes!"
"One more one more!"
"FASTER!!!"
"Almost there! GO GO!"
Before we knew it, the whistle was blown, indicating the end of the race. I looked to my left and found the other boat floating silently BEHIND us.
WE HAD WON!
The guys were silent, not a single word from any of them. In fact, I thought some of them looked rather ashamed haha! It was the best feeling in the entire paddling session :P Ok, maybe it was the fact that we're rowing the lighter boat and we're obviously lighter compared to all buffed up guys grouped in one boat. But still, we won!
We did another 200m and we won again. Then we went for 500m and we won by a tiny weeny bit and another last 500m before we call it a day, the last one, we had a tie. By then we were so exhausted we actually moaned when we had to do the last race. My arms gave up on me in less than 20 strokes but I dare not stop. Tired or not, painful or not, we had to keep paddling. In the actual race, no one will stop and wait for us, every single stroke counts. So by hook or by crook, I had to tolerate the pain and tiredness on my arms and paddled on.
The end result was definitely satisfying. Back in their faces! They were supposed to do 100 pushups back on shore but they bailed out. Of course it was all fun, let's hope the guys won't count their chickens before their eggs hatch next time.
Yes, I feel a big sense of motivation and achievement in me now. Not cocky but it was a good release. I paddled with all I had, all my might, managed to vent out all the anger, frustration I had inside me, basically just gave it all out. And that's what I hope to give the team everytime from now on...
I'm so not looking forward to the body aches and pain tomorrow...
I didn't realize how much I missed the paddling training until today. Since I was in Singapore last weekend, I was not able to make it for last week's physical training in gym and the paddling session. I heard they made everyone carry 85% of their body weight :S of which in this I was kinda glad I wasn't there to embarrass myself.
Yesterday's training was also intense but too short. I know, I think my girlfriend and I are secretly liking all the torturous trainings they put on us. They were tough but we were pushed to the limits and we liked it. A little sadomasochistic maybe :P
Oh and feeling guilty from the amount of calories from the alcohol last night, I ran 3kms in gym first before the paddling session. Maybe I am that sadomasochistic like that.
We had two boats to paddle today, one lighter one made of some fiber material where we usually paddle in, and another heavier one made of wood. So of course the senior-er guys paddled in the heavier one wherelse the juniors and the ladies paddled in the lighter one.
And we had a small competition, a little race, 200m fast paddle. You can imagine how demotivating it was for our team when the coach told us to race against the other team, I'm talking bout a team of buffed up, fit guys in one boat against a boat full of secondary school students and 3 ladies @_@
Oh well, not that we had much of a choice but to race against them. They were so cocky, so confident that they were going to win. Even set a punishment of 50 pushups for the losing team. Our team was quiet, taking whatever insults or teasing thrown to us. All we ever wanted was to get it over with.
When the coach blew the whistle, I paddled like I've never paddled before. Or actually ALL of us did. I've never thought that the kids can be so determined. They worked hard, and not wanting to let the team down, the women did their best too. Water was splashing everywhere; on my face, arms, legs but the splashing actually got me more motivated. They said if you don't get wet, you're not paddling for real.
Someone started counting loudly as a form of motivation. I did too, although it was tiring but it was a good boost.
"A few more strokes!"
"One more one more!"
"FASTER!!!"
"Almost there! GO GO!"
Before we knew it, the whistle was blown, indicating the end of the race. I looked to my left and found the other boat floating silently BEHIND us.
WE HAD WON!
The guys were silent, not a single word from any of them. In fact, I thought some of them looked rather ashamed haha! It was the best feeling in the entire paddling session :P Ok, maybe it was the fact that we're rowing the lighter boat and we're obviously lighter compared to all buffed up guys grouped in one boat. But still, we won!
We did another 200m and we won again. Then we went for 500m and we won by a tiny weeny bit and another last 500m before we call it a day, the last one, we had a tie. By then we were so exhausted we actually moaned when we had to do the last race. My arms gave up on me in less than 20 strokes but I dare not stop. Tired or not, painful or not, we had to keep paddling. In the actual race, no one will stop and wait for us, every single stroke counts. So by hook or by crook, I had to tolerate the pain and tiredness on my arms and paddled on.
The end result was definitely satisfying. Back in their faces! They were supposed to do 100 pushups back on shore but they bailed out. Of course it was all fun, let's hope the guys won't count their chickens before their eggs hatch next time.
Yes, I feel a big sense of motivation and achievement in me now. Not cocky but it was a good release. I paddled with all I had, all my might, managed to vent out all the anger, frustration I had inside me, basically just gave it all out. And that's what I hope to give the team everytime from now on...
I'm so not looking forward to the body aches and pain tomorrow...
The day when I first row a boat seriously
Posted On Monday, September 7, 2009 at at Monday, September 07, 2009 by Sharon
I feel like a partial cripple today. I woke with pain all over my body, stretching from the side of my neck, to my shoulders, arms, palms, to my upper back, waist, down to my butt, thighs and a little pain on my feet. As crazy as this might sound, I actually enjoy the pain. The satisfaction of working out so much in the past 2 days was just... rewarding.
Let me tell you about my day yesterday. Along with 3 of my girlfriends, we decided it should be quite an experience to go rowing. It wasn't an average leisure rowing type of activity like kayaking or canoeing, we're talking about high impact, intensive rowing where we have to give a 110% of what we have.
Now I wouldn't say no to any form of workout, I'm definitely determined to learn and give it my best. I figured it will be something to blog about and share with the readers who are occasionally stalking my life too haha. As it was only my first time there, I didn't want to look like a complete bimbo camwhorer with her camera who was only interested in taking pictures for the blog. I wanted to be serious, even more to look the part.
Being there on time is essential, at least for me. The training site is at Lebuh Maccallum, a construction side near the sea. I do not have any pictures so I'm just going to *steal* a few from the Penang Forward blog itself.
This is the container where the team store their paddles, life jackets, and other misc items for the members to keep when they go out rowing.
There were about 30 something of us at the training but we had only one boat, that day so we had to share.
This is the glorious boat the team is very proud of, I heard one boat costs about SGD14,000 and it can fit up to 20 people at one time if I'm not mistaken.
Much to our surprise, we were asked to go first. And I thought we will be at least briefed on how to hold the paddle, or work on our strokes. But no, we were thrown into practice just like that. I'm about to brave the sea, those who cannot swim have the choice to wear a life jacket but the stubborn me decided that nothing will happen and I'm pretty confident that we're in good hands.
If I fall, I fall into this greyish looking sea, not exactly a nice sight but oh well...
If I fall, I fall into this greyish looking sea, not exactly a nice sight but oh well...
One by one, we climbed into the boat and positioned ourselves. Since I'm a leftie, I chose to row on my left side. Then we slowly row backwards into the sea.
Our "coach" is a man in his late 40s, standing in the middle of the boat, correcting our sitting positions and how we should handle our paddles. When he blew the whistle, we started rowing.
One, two, SPLASH! My friend who was sitting in front of me splashed me with the dirty water. I didn't expect to stay dry throughout the training so I told her its ok and we continued rowing. It wasn't easy, I was tired in less than 20 counts. Stopped and rowed again, when I'm tired I stopped for 2 counts and started again.
The coach stood in front of us, the newbies and kept correcting our mistakes.
"You're sitting wrongly! This is not an office sitting position"
"You should only sit half of the plank"
"Arms straight, body lean forward, waist supporting your upper body"
"Lean out! Lean out! Lean out towards the sea, you won't fall!" but I was afraid of falling! I regretted not wearing the life jacket! I tried to make a joke or two but he wasn't impressed so I kept my silence and followed his orders.
"Keep your posture straight, don't hunch!"
"Sink your paddle in, almost vertical, raise it to your waist,lift it up and back to position with your arms stretched"
We practiced our strokes, one stroke per one blow of his whistle. This wasn't bad except when you have to return to the initial position to stretching your arms out and wait for the next whistle blow. I totally lost it when they started paddling fast. For one, my arms got tired real fast and once I stop, I totally lost the sync. Two, because the noobies were siting together, our paddles often came in contact and hit each other -_- Three, because we can't master the stroke well yet, we splashed sea water onto each other so much it got into our eyes we had to stop paddling to wipe the water (and sweat in my case) from our eyes.
We were glad to finally made it back to the shore. The guys went down next. It was almost a humiliation to the first team. They were so synchronized, and almost everyone looked so fit it put us to shame. We sat on a big floating concrete resting, talking and watching a dog belonging to one of the men goofed around.
This is probably the most loyal, well trained dog I've came across.
One, two, SPLASH! My friend who was sitting in front of me splashed me with the dirty water. I didn't expect to stay dry throughout the training so I told her its ok and we continued rowing. It wasn't easy, I was tired in less than 20 counts. Stopped and rowed again, when I'm tired I stopped for 2 counts and started again.
The coach stood in front of us, the newbies and kept correcting our mistakes.
"You're sitting wrongly! This is not an office sitting position"
"You should only sit half of the plank"
"Arms straight, body lean forward, waist supporting your upper body"
"Lean out! Lean out! Lean out towards the sea, you won't fall!" but I was afraid of falling! I regretted not wearing the life jacket! I tried to make a joke or two but he wasn't impressed so I kept my silence and followed his orders.
"Keep your posture straight, don't hunch!"
"Sink your paddle in, almost vertical, raise it to your waist,lift it up and back to position with your arms stretched"
We practiced our strokes, one stroke per one blow of his whistle. This wasn't bad except when you have to return to the initial position to stretching your arms out and wait for the next whistle blow. I totally lost it when they started paddling fast. For one, my arms got tired real fast and once I stop, I totally lost the sync. Two, because the noobies were siting together, our paddles often came in contact and hit each other -_- Three, because we can't master the stroke well yet, we splashed sea water onto each other so much it got into our eyes we had to stop paddling to wipe the water (and sweat in my case) from our eyes.
We were glad to finally made it back to the shore. The guys went down next. It was almost a humiliation to the first team. They were so synchronized, and almost everyone looked so fit it put us to shame. We sat on a big floating concrete resting, talking and watching a dog belonging to one of the men goofed around.
This is probably the most loyal, well trained dog I've came across.
We went down for a second round after that, this time we didn't row as much. Again, the coach was busy watching our every step. After 2 hours of rowing, we decided to call it day.
At least, we thought so....
until the leader shouted
"Ok, people! Hiking later at 5pm in YouthPark!"
FML
Ready for Paddle for Hope
Posted On Tuesday, May 26, 2009 at at Tuesday, May 26, 2009 by daddy
One of the training at Pulau Jerejak last year. It suppose to train for the Pesta Race that going to held at Queensbay Mall sea front but last minute change the race venue back to Teluk Bahand Dam. Anyway, it also a good experience for us to practise at Pulau Jerejak sea because we going to Paddle for Hope on this coming 18th July 2009. It going to happen at seafront of Queensbay Mall, Penang where 20-crews boat will paddle for 80km in 12 hrs to raise fund for charity. Check out more details at Penang Forward Official Website.
A hot sunny day.
real hot, huh!
this is what happen on global warming
Mr. Butt attacking the seafront of Macallum Street….!
Macallum Flat
the crew members…!
Carbon and Fiber Paddle
Egate and Tesco from Dragon Boat View
Penang Bridge View
Pass thru the bridge
the View Condominium
Approaching Gold Coast & Putra Marine Condominium
the plane on the sky, can you see us?
Bungalows at Queensbay Area
Yacht at Queensbay Waterfront
The Queensbay Mall, the longest shopping Mall in Penang.
Ok…enough camwhoring, time to start training. Do you want me to tell you how the training goes? Look at below image, it explain all
We dine at Weld Quey Restaurant as usual after the training. This plate is…..???!
this plate is la la.
this plate is…..hm….ah….?!!!??!
This bowl should be curry fish head. Where is the fish head go?
This bowl is the soup….!
Papadum
What is this? no clue at all….!
that is what happen after the sea training, do you feel me?
First Dragon Boat Training in 2009
Posted On Monday, January 5, 2009 at at Monday, January 05, 2009 by daddy
It actually my first sea training in 2009. We never stop training after we defeated in Pesta Race on December 2008. It was so hard to believe but the fact is we lost, we're not fit enough and we have to accept that. People take many reason to blame and complaint, but we only need one reason - train even harder and win in next race.
These people believe in One Team, One Mind, One Goal:
Physical Trainer - Conor McManus
Khoo
Apple, Teong Ming and Luke
Junior Members
Jing Sheng, Junior, Yi Ting
Gavin and New Member Ah Beh
Chee Boon and Ah Beh (Previously Butterfly team's crew)
There are a lots more members like Hock Lye, Hun, Chew, Kah Boon, Cheong, Jin Hean, Chong Jin, Ah Sang, Michael and so on also believe that We can do it together. We just need to do one little thing to make a big difference like the story tell by Simple Truths:
"When I was in high school, I loved playing football. It was, and still is, my favorite sport.
But there was one part I hated...those first two weeks of practice in August, when the temperature often hit 100 degrees.
Coach Kilzer, however, knew the importance of those two weeks and he "took no prisoners"...the agility drills, the grueling windsprints, and finally the dreaded laps.
I still have nightmares about those five laps around the field in full pads following a three-hour workout.
My body after those first few days was so sore I could hardly get out of bed each morning. But as each day passed, the pain would lessen, and after three or four weeks, the transformation of being in "football shape" would happen.
Breaking bad habits is no different. The physical and mental pain can be grueling, whether you're trying to exercise more, smoke less, drink less, eat healthier, or work less...it's never easy.
But the benefits to your health and to your attitude can be priceless. Breaking a habit starts with courage, ends with discipline, and is fueled by desire."
We just need to change, that all.
Well keep of the dragon Boat
The roller to roll the boat to sea. It break when only 2 roller take the whole boat weight where it suppose all the roller should carry the weight equally. This also apply to the team, where all rowers do their job, take the responsibility to row the boat to the finish line. There are no such things that is me or you in the team, only WE.
Today training was fun and fruitful one. We row from the base to the island near the bridge. Stop there and play "Kali dui" our childhood game (may be during 80') because some of the Junior members (90') don't know how to play this fun and simple game.
We row back from the Island back to base non-stop to end the sea training.
We went for Lunch at Tree Shade Restaurant at Weld Quay after clean up. Check out Luc(6)ky for the list of food we order.
