" A road less travelled"
The moment i started to get my physique back into good shape, memories of my past starts to haunt me. My journey to the gym yesterday highlights the need to train my left wrist and of course to resume all the gym exercises that i missed out during the school term.
My weight i checked is currently 63.4kg. Thank God i get back the weight i lost during the fasting month. But i want to gain more. U know, trying to see if i can reach my prime weight of 67kg like i did last year?
Initally, the weights that i start to carry is meagre compared to the times when i dont have a metal-plate-inserted-in-my-left-wrist. But i encounter alot of pain at the joints of my wrist and this sets me back. I starts to wonder if i can get back to my original strength. Can i be equally strong again even with a bone screwed with metal plate?
I recall the days when i got injured during my silat competition match. It was a broken bone the moment i fell on the mat. My life took a turning point at that time. I didnt expect to get my wrist bone broken into two but i kept telling myself that "ada hikmah disebalik apa yang terjadi". God wanted to test me. I have always accept all that happened and i kept telling myself that this will make me even closer to Him.
"Petunjuk yang Tuhan berikan itu bermakna Tuhan sayangkanmu", my mom always say.
My life journey CAN be one that is less travelled. I can have a plain life but i choose this path. A path which im willing to take risks and do what benefits me. A life that when i look back, i will have no regrets. My love for sports is not for glory (some would tell me) but what i want is the experience and to see how well i do after i gave my best. To do what i can and do it with what i got.
The times when i was in the hospital, there are people who love to see me fall and there are people who stand by me and lend me their helping hand. i do have people telling me to quit the sport. My mom, aunties, uncles said that too. But my dad didnt. So does a few of my friends. I learn to take things one step at a time and i want to prove those doubters wrong. Not by medals but by my determination.
I COULD have also down-graded my pes status from A to C due to my broken bone but i didnt. If i did, i could have the chance to escape reservist and have a waiting game with Mindef until im 40 yrs old. But I know i can recover in time for my next call up and continue my journey with my battalion all the way till i ROD.
So this long and winding journey i took in my life will bear fruit when the time comes. God knows whats best for his ummah. i pray hard every night, that HE gives me strength, courage, faith and determination for me to pick myself up and continue this life without regrets.
As for now, im training hard. Whether i can make it one day, i leave it up to Him to decide.
