lifesong
Everyone needs compassion
Love that's never failing
Let mercy fall on me
Everyone needs forgiveness
The kindness of a Saviour
The hope of nations
Saviour, He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave
So take me as you find me
All my fears and failures
Fill my life again
I give my life to follow
Everything I believe in
Now I surrender
Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing, for the glory
Of the risen King
Jesus, Shine your light in
Let the whole world see
We're singing for the glory
Of the risen king
Wednesday, October 12, 2005
-9:11 am
I am sleepy, and bored. My arms and shoulders are aching, thanks to the many push-ups I did (more than what I usually do) and playing tennis non-stop for one and a half hour yesterday. I must say that my underhand and overhead serves are getting better and more accurate.
Tennis is really tough. I'm a seasoned badminton player (no don't get me wrong, seasoned does not mean pro) so it was kind of hard adjusting my strokes to hit the tennis ball. But hearing the "thwack" sound of the ball when my tennis racquet (miraculously) contacts the ball is incredibly satisfying I must say. A sense of achievement!
The other thing I like about tennis is that you get to play in the sun and acquire a nice golden tan! (Though I hardly think I spent enough time on the courts to get much of a tan.) The exercise is great for working out the legs too, as you have to run across the court to catch the speedily whizzing ball. But I think we spent more time running after stray balls and picking them up from all four corners of the court than actually playing tennis. Never mind, at least it's still exercise.
But ouch, there's a price to pay for working out and my over-exertion has caught up with me today. I couldn't even pull the t-shirt over my head properly without wincing in pain when I was dressing this morning. Even washing my hair has become a chore.
Now, I shall complain. This week hasn't been all that good.
1. Sandra's blog refuses to load because apparently the entire server is down. I am pathetically withering, from the lack of intellectual stimulation, deprived of my nightly dose of poison, courtesy of Sandra the linguistic genius. Her posts have become sort of like cerebral entertainment to me. I hope the server fixes itself soon.
2. My new frameless specs are a little lopsided (and the woman at the shop told me that they looked fine! Hmph.)
3. I missed my bus this morning, and so, I had no choice but to take the faster route via MRT. But that meant that I had to forgo my morning nap on the bus in air-conditioned comfort- the train was far too crowded. Hence the lethargy.
4. During my tennis assessment yesterday, my underhand serves were flying all over the place- they were so ridiculously skewed! Goodness me. I couldn't believe that they didn't even go near my partner. Maybe it was the nerves that got to me.
It didn't help that my partner's a really pro player. Her overhead power serves were so fast I couldn't reach them in time. Though my overhead serves were definitely better than my underhand, Weiz's serves were loads better than me. I felt like a frog trying to play tennis with Maria Sharapova. There goes my PE grades. I spent the free blocks after that lesson to practise until I got the serves right.
And it's
only Wednesday. Sigh. When will Saturday ever come?
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Mich. said...
Give me badminton, netball or basketball any day. At least I can say that I'll put up quite a fight on the badminton court. I started out trying to hit the tennis ball using badminton style strokes which were totally wrong and made me look like I was trying to catch butterflies with a tennis racquet.
My teacher kept telling me to "slap" the ball, extending my arm straight and swing it as a whole instead of bending my elbow or wrist.
Hey, we should play bball some time together. And play against the guys or something, show some girl power! (: ahaha (and pray hard that we won't get trashed by the likes of giants like jon and brandon)