Third time 's a charm
Was there ever a time in your life where you tried out for a team you could not wait to be apart of? With your heart racing and your palms sweaty, you were so excited to display what you were capable of (Imagery). Well, three years ago that happened to me and my life changed.
It all started the spring of eighth grade when the flowers were budding and it came time to tryout. I was so ready.I felt like I had waited one thousand years for this day to come (hyperbole) . I had been practicing all summer for this, I believed in myself and my parents were behind me cheering me on. Finally it was time. I went into the gym and gave everything I had. When I first learned I had only made part of the team, I was ok with it. It was
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Then, next year came, sophomore year, and the same thing happened. I got excited to show what I had learned last year and the skills I had gained. I gave everything I had again, but again, I only made part of the team. Yes, you could say I was defeated, but I knew I would have a chance to prove myself during the fall season and hopefully gain a spot on the team. So without thinking about it, I did what I was taught to do. I held my head high and worked my absolute hardest. I know what you all are thinking, she definitely got the spot now. I’m sorry to disappoint, but that did not happen. They chose two other people over me. At that point, I was so disappointed in myself and I could not understand why I was not good enough. I thought maybe I should just give up but, that is not who I am. So being me, I worked as hard as a cat trying to get a mouse to hopefully gain that spot I had dreamed of forever Simile). Then it came time for tryouts again. I was mentally and physically prepared, and for the very last time, I gave all that I had. Waiting, I hoped for good news, but I had only made the same part of the team; the part I had made …show more content…
I learned that I will always be good enough no matter what anyone says and no matter what anybody’s opinion of me is. Although at the time I thought my world had ended, it in reality it made me fly (Adverb Clause). I realized I did not need to be on the team to be happy because not being part of it has made me happier than I ever could have been. At first, I felt so worthless and that I would never be good enough for anything. With the help of my parents and many others, I finally realized that I was good enough and the opinion of the Sartell Dance Team coaches does not define me. Whenever I encounter a time in my life where I start to feel out of place or not good enough, my mind always drifts to this experience. I immediately feel better and I know that who I am is good
I was having mixed emotions; I was anxious because it would be the last time cheering with people I love, and I was afraid of messing up. I looked at my friend Landry and said, “We got this!” She looked at me and smiled. The music started and I began the routine which I had done millions of times before. After we finished our routine, the parents, the athletes, and my coaches met up so we could discuss how we thought we did.
So when the first day of the season came, I went to the first practice. After the first I wanted to quit. My whole entire body was sore and I was exhausted. I stuck it out and realized that the sport isn 't bad at all. So next season I really tried hard and became Toll Gate High School 's first Division
When football season finally arrived, I found myself on the varsity team. I thought it was going to be a repeat of my past two seasons of me just being another benched player. But I actually started for more than half the season as defensive linemen. Even on games where I didn’t start, I was getting a lot of playing time. That really pushed me to be even better for my senior season.
That’s why it was hard at first is because I was used to the way my old teachers taught things and everything was so different for me. When I was little I didn’t realize how hard it was going to be. At first I wondered why I even tried out for the team because I had to be at the school for practice at six in the morning, Monday through Saturday. But I kept telling myself that change is good and that things might be hard but things will always work itself out no matter how hard it is. So to this day I’m so glad that I kept telling myself that
“Why me?” I asked myself. I had been working harder than anybody else I knew; I trained all year long, I would stay an hour longer at practice than my other teammates, and I would even have double practices a few times a week (one at school and one with my club coach). I was so discouraged, not just one meet but two meets in a row I was unable to clear any
As an in-coming freshman who hadn’t played on a school team in middle school, I was at a disadvantage because I was behind in skills and didn’t know many of the tricks. Fortunately, the coach saw my potential and I made the varsity team. My coaches and teammates continually pushed me and helped me become an even better player than I was before. Over the course of my four years on the team, I faced several obstacles that made me feel weak and inadequate, but to overcome them I reminded myself that I loved soccer. The biggest obstacle I faced was getting a concussion my junior year.
It felt as if i was just coasting along. That year, I earned the team MVP position and all state, all league, and all conference titles. Teams knew that when they had to play our team, they had to try and shoot through a wall. I have witnessed coaches talked strategy on trying to get into my head, get the ball around me, and even try and take me physically out of the game. I was fully dedicating myself and time to the sport, breathing, eating, sleeping waterpolo.
I kept going for the guy next to me performing to the best to his ability. Success was the result of all the hard relentless work done throughout June into August. I acknowledged that my team had a good group of seniors who were high character student-athletes I spent most of childhood with. Ultimately finishing with a record of 3 wins and 7 loses taught me many lessons on becoming a better person and
As I limped back to the team camp, tears still streaming down my face, I made my decision right then and there. This fight was not over, and I was going to return to that course a year later and prove to everyone, and myself, that I am more than just a mediocre one, I can be an outstanding
I felt like I didn't stand out anymore. Every time I got an opportunity to play I would seize the occasion and show out. For some reason this wasn't enough to show the coaches how good I am. I was tired of putting in so much work to be benched behind the coaches “favorites”.
Nobody would ever imagine that my first year trying out as a cheerleader I had been rejected. Although I did fail at cheer my first try, it only fueled me to try out again the following year. After weeks and
Here is where my journey, and also the most dreaded part of the year comes, tryout season. My summer went as planned. Working very hard to achieve my goal of making the best team I could. Being smaller than everyone else, I knew I had to set my standards higher and work harder than everyone else to keep up.
It was at this exact moment when I experienced my watershed moment. It was at this exact moment when I realized how even the things that we hate doing the most, are absolutely necessary to us because they define who we are as a person. I realized the issue with my life was not that I wasn’t intelligent, or that I was untalented at gymnastics, or that I had poor multitasking skills or an inability to cope with stress. My issue was my inability to want to get the best out of the advantages that the sport brought me. I had lived my entire life without realizing that all the work that I was putting into the gym was to eventually gain something greater.
I felt that I was the worst on the team and that because I was so terrible, no one would like me. After only one practice I was ready to give up. I did not want to put in the effort. Fortunately, my parents forced me to continue with the team. I arrived the next day with an intense
I have always hated writing about myself, and I always dreaded assignments in school where I had to describe myself. I always wanted to avoid doing these assignments because I did not want to sound narcissistic, or self-absorbed. I dislike people like that now, because I used to be one of those people. It took many lessons learned before I humbled myself; I am still learning to humble myself today with recent experiences I have had. Although I hate to write about myself, I have always liked to reflect on myself.