This is for the sole purpose of reminding myself why i even play frisbee and why i'm "giving" back to the sport, the one that majority think isn't even one and that its not possible for it to be difficult. First time i ever picked a disc up, in MI to be precise was cause of Lydia. In fact, Danny, Kah Leong and Eleen picked it up cause of Lydia. As i started out playing i had each and every intention of taking frisbee as a leisure sport. Then came along my shin injury, sidelining me on and off and then i had to stop rugby. I ain't here to make excuses so i'll come clean and say i stopped cause i was scared as hell, scared that if that one wrong tackle or dive would splinter my shin so nicely it would lead me to a life in a comfortable wheelchair. Worst nightmare. I still wasn't playing Frisbee properly much like what my juniors are doing to me now and yeah i guess i can somewhat relate to what James, Anna and the rest felt but though i'm not here to compare myself to them, i can safely say that i at the very least gave my best and broke each and every limit cause i appreciated what my captains were doing for me, sacrificing study time to prepare us for each and every competition. Looking back its funny cause in a way frisbee kinda saved me once again. Brought me to Christ once more and lit that fire that died out so long ago. Taught me responsibility, something i mistook for haughtiness and making sure i had my own fun. Thats the key thing. I push past every limit for everything frisbee has given me. That's this year's Teengames' slogan right? Breaking Limits.
Yesterday, "my team" walked out on me. 5 members stayed behind and out of these 5, 3 were willing to train. This is out of a team of 10. I had just half of them stay back to improve on their throws because they knew they had to and maybe even because they respected me enough to stay back and attempt to help me work on my own throws as well. I'm not gonna lie, i wanted right there and then to walk out on MI Ultimate. I wouldn't mind just not talking to them as well cause i felt, at the very least they didn't respect me as a "captain", much less a friend. If anything i'll make it clear now, i'm sick of talking. Competition's Saturday. I'm a VERY FREE person, who has NOTHING ELSE to do, i held training cause i had nothing else better to and wanted to waste all your time. Lets just leave it as that.
