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Stay Hungry.



Time awaits no one.

posted by Hydher @ Wednesday, January 24, 2007  

Keep your cards to your chest. Let others underestimate you. Never play your cards out open.Because when the time comes to layout your cards on the table, lay the royal flush.


Let others underestimate you. Because when they underestimate you, that's when they start becoming complacent and oblivious to your potential. When the time is right, come right up and overlay them and their perceptions.


It all started at the age of 16, i was looking for freedom, i wanted to have the end say in whatever i did and i would die trying. I wanted a sense of identity. Slowly but surely, i got tied down to this subtle chains of restrains held together by my philopsophies of life and goals. Look closely and realise that personally designed philopsophies determined how hard we dieted, took and trained and ultimately looked. This is my call for redemption. Blue prints for redemption they call it.



I learned things the hard way. I couldnt progress unless i put in the sole effort to improve. Whatever i wanted, i busted my ass out for it. I wanted to be bigger? I ate more and lifted heavier. I wanted to be leaner and dryer? I increased cardio, and denied myself from carbohydrates and increased the reps. What?! My calves aint growing? I'll dump the heavy sets and focus on primary form. Its like a balance. What you see is what you get. If you want something bad enough, you'll know how actions are louder then words. This is the sport where arrogance and low life talks will get you nowhere.



Apparently, Some people think that i am too hardcore. That i push myself too hard. They asked me why I eat tasteless shit and trained so hard. Wasnt i too tired after school? They said that i shouldnt be too big because by doing that, i would scaring away the girls and that i'll probabbly be flabby when i grow older if i were to stopped. They think that Im probabbly wasting my time and that its time I did something more realistical. They said i sacrifised too much for this shit. I pose this back to you. Who the fuck are you to judge me? I dont give a shit on what others say because they are full of shit and just because they cant do it doesnt mean that i cant. I dont want to have to listen to their crap.I owe this to nothing and no one. You dont go through what i did. You didnt grew up from where i did. You dont know the words dedication, commitment and sacrifise the way i do. Those words define me. I live by them everyday. Every move i make, every breather are being composed to the way i perceive these very words. So now you think you know me? Think again.



I was posed a question the other day. Did i loved myself? It took me a while to answer that in a crowd of 30 people. I took a deep breath, look forward and proudly said yes. They asked me if i was a narcissist. Again i took another deep breath and i said yes. I wouldnt lie to myself. For all i lived for, the long intense workouts, tasteless meals and cardio. Damn. I wouldnt push myself they way i did all this time if i didnt loved myself.



When you do something, do it once and do it right. There's no time to be looking back now. You take 100% responsibily for your results. Only losers make excuses, blame others or complain. Your choices shape you and your future. Make empowering choices only. Friends and relationships have to be put on hold right now. No time for that. Holidays to de-stress? Man im far out from that. The only sign if relief that ill be showing is when i step down from that stage with the gold in my hand and i wouldnt rest until i do.



What's that? Your workout was great? Who the fuck cares? This sport is about consistency.



I did a self reflection the other day. I wasnt going to be push to my limits if i took every day that passed me by lightly and hope to achieve something great. It'll take something more than a routine to push myself. It requires motivation from within. I believed that a person who is being correctly motivated can achieve beyong the capabilies of one who isnt. Anyone can be eating the way that i do. Anyone can go to the gym 5 times a week. It isnt about doing different things. It's about doing things differently. Remember that.



With this strict no nonsense shit lives that we live. With all those ignorant people who you'd want to knock out cold with a 45 pound plate, sometimes, you meet great people. They dont necessary have to know why to you do what you do. But they give you what you want to hear and first of all they aint ignorant. An example would be my fren whose identity cannot be exposed due to personal reasons. anyway this was how it went after anonymous read my blog.




*anonymous

Hydher
ur reali depress tiz daes
r u alrite
i noe and understand hw much u must sacrifice
its nt easy

but all i can sae is to hold on
no pain no gain
it takes years of hard work for just appearing on stage for 1 min
i noe it is tough
but i strongly believe that ur hard work will pay off one dae
im so lookin forward to see u representing singapore
n i noe hydher u will
smile
all the way for u
cheerz



*edited



If you're reading this Im really touched and once again - Thank you. I would dissappoint those who believed in me.



Outwards and onwards. Lets do this.



Strength and honour

Hydher

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