How do i start this?

Hmm.
Alright.

I was almost utmost sure that I've already decided on leaving the club.
The reasons to totally overwhelms the reasons not to.
I no longer feel that sense of belonging to the club.
The thing that i value the most in trainings, is not the training value, not the hours spent sweating it out and pumping every muscle you can possibly think of. But rather, it's the friendships, bonds and care that club mates share and form during the process.
Take that away from me, and I'm left with nothing.
And in fact, I'm almost left with nothing.

Add on to the fact that I'm very unhappy with the teachers.
I'm almost certain that I'm going out the door.

So I told Philip (AKA The Sick Coach) that I'm going to quit.
So he called me (luckily he did, because in-coming calls are free!) and we chatted for quite some time.
And he offered me a whole new perspective.
There are always people out there who are constantly trying to put me down.
There are always people out there who are constantly trying to make life hard for me, picking on me and all.

I can always choose to be nonchalant or rather, imperturbable, about things.
Nonchalant about teachers coming down harsh on me.
Nonchalant about lame-o trainings and all.

But however laid-back I look, these things affect me the most.
And it's just not me to be so unconcerned.

And knowing that some people do care for me somewhat shook my decision to quit.
I'm quitting, no doubt.
But I would love to make a final stand against all odds.
I've decided to do this for myself.
Not to fulfil any obligations.
Nor to please anyone.
So I'm staying. How long? I'm unsure. But I'm staying at least for now.