i have to be honest and say i wrote this entry by writing my title first. normally, my title only comes after i have finished the whole entry.
but i got this new picture with sis (hi lee🙂 ) and i found it to be… liberating.
this is one of the rare jump pictures i have. o yeah, i’ve tried jumping pictures for the longest time, but it was seldom captured at the right moment. either i was just about to take off, have already landed, or someone would be pressing at my shoulder so they can jump higher which of course would push me down.
thank God for digital cameras and now we can keep retaking the picture until we finally capture that moment.
i was never a high jumper. that’s why i became a soccer player than a volleyball player. someone once told me it was all about being able to carry your own weight. i remember while training for sports aerobics, the jumps were my waterloo. the most i could do was a tuck jump. say goodbye to the l-jump or the straddle jump and my aero trainer would always just tell me, “mag jump for joy ka muna habang hindi mo pa kaya.”
true enough, hanggang ngayon, hindi ko pa siya kaya. i guess i can’t carry my own weight yet.
but this picture tells me that i can. that if i just let go, and if i have that perfect moment, the perfect shot would come out.
right now, i am in that position. not all the way up, but haven’t landed all the way down. but i’ve surrendered and let everything go.
and the picture is not so bad, after all.🙂