Writing again!

Rekindling the Writing Flame

Lost in the maze of my thoughts, I find myself contemplating the direction of my writing journey. Should I continue chronicling my adventures in archery, or should I venture into uncharted territories and explore new topics? These questions echo in my mind, and though the answers remain elusive, the urge to write persists.

After much internal deliberation, I've decided to extend my musings on the world of archery for a few more blogs. The future holds the promise of diverse topics, perhaps delving into the realm of travel or other subjects that captivate my imagination.

2018 – A turning point

As the curtain rose on 2018, my passion for archery teetered on the brink of abandonment. Monotony had replaced the joy in training, motivation waned amid life's challenges, and dedicating hours to practice seemed an insurmountable task. The very essence of archery, once my solace, felt distant.

Then came the call for "Nimes 2018." Indoor shooting wasn't my forte, but the prospect of participation rekindled a spark. The excitement bubbled within me, and the journey to rediscover the joy of shooting began.

In my city, devoid of a proper training facility, I settled for a 7-meter space generously offered by a friend—an obscure, cold place. Despite the adversity, my unwavering motivation kept me on the path, and gradually, I immersed myself in the rhythmic dance of arrows.

The days to depart approached swiftly. Visas secured, flight tickets in hand, we embarked on a journey from Pristina to Istanbul and then to Marseille. A minibus traversed the picturesque landscapes of France, a journey I wished everyone could experience.

Nimes – A tapestry of beauty

Nîmes, an ancient city adorned with a Roman amphitheater, exuded magnificence. The shooting site, hosted in two expansive gyms, provided comfort and ample space for athletes to prepare—a luxury not often afforded.

The competition, however, proved a formidable challenge. While the preceding training days fueled my expectations, the actual competition day unfolded with a discordant rhythm. My shots deviated from the norm, resulting in a disappointing performance. The qualification round itself was fiercely competitive, with the last qualifier achieving an extraordinary 587 out of 600 points.

Facing an early exit, I chose to embrace the city's charm. Nîmes, with its closed Roman amphitheater, still enchanted us with its statues, cafes, and welcoming locals. Skipping a day of shooting, I explored the city, capturing moments, and relishing exquisite coffees in a quaint café.

The swift conclusion of the competition, though disheartening, injected a renewed vigor into my archery pursuits. Confidence surged, paving the way for commendable results in the subsequent months (details to follow in the next blog).

As I pen down these words, it marks my return to writing after a hiatus. The journey recounted here, though centered on archery, mirrors the ebb and flow of life. I savor the joy of sharing my experiences with the world and look forward to weaving more tales in the blogs that follow.

See you in the next one.