don't dwell

i should have wrote this like last wednesday,
but i got so tired so just kinda passed out

i had so many injuries during my training i kinda lost count.

(dont doubt it, there are ice-packs in the towel)

sprained ankle, half dislocated shoulder, bruised here and there
falling face first or head first, bit my own tongue, tear my gum or mouth.
and so on.

hmm but i still continue?
truth is i dont know either
probably its something that i have finally found that i can continue without giving up half way?
im totally not a persistence guy.
i do things very half arsed. usually i give up before anything happen,
with peoples, with thing, with hobby.

That day my chiropractor dr. ask me that, why do i like this sport
i couldn't answer her for a moment, because i dint know why i started too.
still kind of confused why i kept going
probably that time just wanted to do some exercise or so.
and then what kept me going on and on is probably the people there.
the comfortableness and joy that being surround by people?
its not like i dont have friends but, hard to explain. 
I got very used to do things alone, being alone.
i went dive alone, movie alone, eat alone, shopping alone and so on
in someway being alone is free, i do miss my old gang going holiday.
now that they are all grown up,everyone has their own priority,
some are gf, some at far away land unable to come back, some just kind of disappear.
well, i dont blame them, its time then it's time.

now i probably got so good and so used to being alone to the point i feels disgust at it.
but hmm, life goes on. dont dwell.