I love weightlifting, but I have to admit that I am no great lifter, by any means. To me, weightlifting is never about the amount of weight I’m able to lift (even though I will be more than happy to lift more) or how muscular I will get, it is about competing with myself and realizing my own weakness and overcoming them. Through this process, I elevate myself and become more confident. And that confidence shines from within.
Often, I find myself feeling lost and confused. Not sure about the things I want to do, not sure about the path I am going to take and whether I am on the right path now. In …show more content…
It is also about planning the workout, setting the expectation before the lift, and how to deal with body and mind in the process. Sometimes, I failed at achieving the targets I set and I have to readjust myself and deal with my disappointment. In a way, it is like life. High standards and expectations are always set, but we may never live up to those idealized expectations. I feel that it is alright, as long as I’ve tried and figured it out …show more content…
I had to stop lifting for a year. Even when I’m back in the gym after one year, I had to start all over again.
Setbacks are a part of life. Sometimes, I don’t really think I learned a lesson every time I failed. Most of the time when I failed, all I had were the negative feelings and sometimes I would take a long time to get over them. But, I think it is this frequent exposure to failures that makes me not afraid to push myself further and endeavor. In this process, I have developed an ambitious and aggressive spirit in the face of