Picture grabbed off the internet.
Just finished reading The Wonderful Wizards of Oz by L. Frank Baum (thanks to Ken who left a reference to the book at the comments here previously) and what a brilliant little story it is.
A little story that reminds us that the journey may be long and full of perils, but the trip is always worth the troubles.
A little story that reminds us that the friends we meet along our way, are the ones who’ll get you through the days.
A little story that reminds us that what you so desperately seek, may be already in a place where you least expect it.
I think back about my own journey and somehow the destination still seems so infinitely far away.
Sometimes I wish I was more talented, but I’m not.
Sometimes I wish I started younger, but I did not.
Sometimes I wish I am not injured, but I am.
Not many days left till my next decathlon and self-doubt is starting to creep in again.
I started the journey, now I got to finish it.
From the movie The Wonderful Wizard of Oz 1939.
Signed up for a 110m hurdles race later and somehow I find myself afraid, afraid because I’m still incompetent and inexperienced. But just like the lion, I will have to find my courage to keep on going till the end.
I’m keeping to the yellow brick road.
A Singaporean Decathlete 
I’m still studying from you, while I’m trying to reach my goals. I genuinely love reading all that is written on your blog. Keep the stories coming. I loved it!
Cheers mate, I hope you reach your goals and have a brilliant time doing it. =)