Kammys Musing

Lately I haven’t been faring nicely in my 1-on-1 basketball sessions with Zarif. He is gaining frequencies and confidence in beating me. In a session last month it was 7-6 and 5-4. Slim margin lost – glad I didn’t bet on paying for his new shoe.

Not gonna lie, losing bruises my man ego. But I am also happy and proud of his progress. Gone were the days where I could simply shove him and get an easy underbasket. Instead of me, he is the one being a teacher – showing me how to correct my guiding left hand while shooting, or a proper hesi (pretending as if you are shooting the ball, to get your defender jumping).

It takes me out of my comfort zone, which is good. I thought of adding some extra kilos, maybe bulk up a bit so I would have this weight advantage. Just post up and show him who’s the boss.

I realised this could be my new super power – eat more and lose less. The mathematical side of my brain tells me this also means revamping my wardrobe; so I decided not to. I’d rather spend it on more useful stuffs; like a Lego modular building or a Dragonball Swatch:D.

I have seen people being biased when assessing their child sports skills. I prefer to let others do the talking. If he’s good, then he should/could play. If not, then he should be receptive of an advice or when someone tries to correct him. As a parent I try to instil humility in my kids – at times it is hard to differentiate humility, confidence and cocky.

He’s not great per say, but he can play. Currently he provides a healthy dose of competition to me so I could keep pushing myself to be healthy. It also forces me to rethink my health regime holistically – how I deal with training, injuries, diet, weight training.

I pray for health and longevity so we could continue having this friendly bout. Maybe with a different sport?

Stay hungry, stay safe.