What does it take to please you?
Why am I always pissing you off?
Sir, I really want to train hard and play well. I want to win for Raffles and win in Raffles too. It's not like I hate hockey or that I am delibrately slacking. Maybe it's the image that I project. But I mean no harm, I'm not trying to jeopardise RJC's chance of getting gold, I'm not aiming to be the biggest slacker.
I just want to be good.
But I never get the chance to. Physical outputs from Monday straight to Saturday is not going to get me any fitter. It wears me out. I cannot perform during training, and I find it almost impossible to finish any 3km runs.
I don't feel good at all. It's like I'm not panting, but my muscles just can't carry on. Fatigue and exhaustion, but you will never understand nor empathise. If I tell you the truth, you will only blame it on my knee injury and force me to call your physiotherapist.
You're missing a point.
And so am I.
We are not on the same wavelength. You refuse to open up your mind to my ideas, I cannot adapt your method of coaching. I am putting in effort, but you can't comprehend my inability to be ultra active during training sessions.
Never mind, it's pointless just writing about it. I guess I'll just have to up myself more and show you the effort I am putting in.
