Great Expectation

Is not Charles Dickson’s novel, Great Expectation, is expectation towards me attending RPM module training from fellow gym members and instructors and of course my own expectation.

Gym GXM no need to say anymore, he also being RPM instructor, every time in his class he push towards the limits and guide me on the pace and timing.

This evening before gym class start, as usual I’ll chill out in Starbucks, suddenly the-Naughty-One with his girl friend walk from behind and suddenly said “hello RPM instructor…” and thus tell his girlfriend (which I know who) that I’m going to take the instructor module. Not yet attending the training already introduce me like that… sigh… –.-“

Then just before Pump class start, it was Body Step class, Body Step instructor, also quite sok with me one, emm…. let’s call him the-Cheeky-One, asked me am I taking RPM module training, and he wanna join my class.

Also many other fellow regular RPM-ers give me supports and encouragement. I guess their expectation not just I pass, also must conduct the class in very intense manner.

Sure I can do it!

Suddenly I see
This is what I wanna be
Suddenly I see
Why the hell it means so much to me

Everything is created twice, first in the mind then in reality.