One More Rep (repetition)

Probably for the first time, officers and NCOs were thrown into the same batch and trained to become SAF Boys’ instructors. No rank buffer.

We were trained by the commandos on top of a small hill in Changi, living in an two-storey colonial bungalow.

Before every meal, we did pull-ups.

The rule was simple. Everyone started with a baseline of five chin-ups.

Every week, we added one.

By the tenth week, everyone was expected to do fifteen. Five plus ten. Nothing magical. Just consistency.

Nobody jumped from five to fifteen overnight. Muscles don’t work that way. Neither does mastery.

That lesson stayed with me.

Anything difficult becomes doable when you stop staring at the peak and focus on the next level. One more rep. One more week. One small increase, done faithfully.

That’s how boys become men. That’s how weak muscles become strong. And that’s how ordinary people quietly become formidable.

You don’t level up by wishing.
You level up by showing up.
One rep at a time.