Goal Setting

Something I’ve been learning lately about setting goals…

I started driving Grab again this month and, based on my past experience, I set some targets for myself.

The first two days, I managed to hit them — partly because it was raining, which worked in my favour. But after that, I lost the momentum. I couldn’t get near the target, not even close.

This week, I reset myself. I was back on track… until I got into a car accident.

Was I anxious? Speeding? Careless?
Not really. I was at a traffic light junction, going slow, just changing lanes.

Still, I kept asking myself — what happened?
Did I miss something? A sign? A moment?

Was I more upset about missing my goal… or the accident itself?
Honestly, I was confused.

It felt like every time I got close to a goal, something would happen — and everything would fall apart.

I spoke to a close friend. The conversation didn’t quite make sense, but that wasn’t the point. I was just grateful she was there — not physically, but emotionally present.

I took almost two days to rest.

I went for a swim.
A walk.
A cycle.
Had lunch with my parents — trying to explain what’s been going on in my life, what I’m thinking about for this next phase… or at least, what’s been going on in my head.
Haha… not even sure if I fully verbalised it.

Then on Thursday, I started driving again.

Someone told me, “It takes time to overcome the fear and negative thoughts after an accident.”
Maybe. But I didn’t feel like I had that kind of time. I needed to return the car by Friday evening.

The day didn’t start smoothly.
I had just changed my phone — had to reset apps, logins, top up my cash card, pump petrol… everything took time. By the time I started driving, it was already 9am. I had missed the peak hours, and yes — I wasn’t happy about it. I do have high expectations of myself.

I drove for about 2.5 hours, then stopped for a lunch appointment with my corporate secretary before heading back out.

This time, I told myself — pace it. Go slow.

Did I miss turns? Take wrong lanes?
Of course.

After about five hours of driving, I went home, showered, and headed out again to meet my Connect Group friend for dinner.

And yes, at the back of my mind, I knew I was missing peak hours again.
But I didn’t want to cancel or change the appointment. That’s me — once I commit, I show up.

After dinner, I went back on the road for another three hours.

Was I close to my target?
Definitely.

The last two jobs felt almost like they were sent to me.

From Changi Airport to Pioneer Road North — over 40km.
Then another job from there to Bishan — almost perfectly bringing me back home.

And just like that…
I hit the goal I had set for myself.

What made the difference?

Slowing down.
Not being anxious.
Staying steady.

Still taking time to notice the journey, the people, the moments in between.

Was I happy?

Yes… but more than that, I found myself reflecting.
What worked? What didn’t? How did I get here?

I realised I was applying everything I’ve learned over the past few years — being conscious, aware, focused, disciplined.

I’m building my muscles.

Now, it’s time to bring that same energy into the other areas of my life.

Pray for me, will you?

And just for the record — yes, hitting the goal felt amazing.
But a part of me is already asking… what’s next?

I guess that’s me.
Driven. Haha.

Maybe this is my takeaway from the accident —
a painful lesson, but a necessary one.