“What happened? You almost did it. Are you okay?” My teammates surrounded me immediately. I could not say a single word. I went right to my place speechless and was staying there staring at one point in the ground thinking “Why?” It was the right time that could turn to be a milestone for me. Everything was like it should be but the only problem was me. All the moments during those years swimming passed through my mind. I have been swimming since I was 10. I always had fun and loved it, until a few years ago. I was getting better and better and one day my coach told me that I was close to making it to nationals and from then I started putting a lot of pressure on myself. That’s when I started being my own worst enemy. Only a month left till …show more content…
I did a lot of mental and physical training. And I figured out that the anxiety that made my palms clammy, my heart flutter, and my mind a tangled web was a well-known opponent in these competitions. But there is a line that separates athletes who use the nervous energy as fuel versus those who allow it to consume them. It’s the crippling self-doubts in our mind that keeps our abilities stuck in the mud. It is a completely normal reaction to have fears to the unknown. And so I started to envision everything before the race. I spend a few quiet minutes every day walking myself through my swim. I replay my race in detail repeatedly and by the time I step to the block I have been there a dozen times already. It is easy to fall victim of overthinking so I should clean my brain of gibberish and start visualizing the race. Meanwhile I am visualizing success I listen to that kind of music that motivate me, pump me up, relax and give me the message I am craving. Even though I have some feelings that plague me, I say to myself that I have signed up voluntarily for this cocktail of unpleasant sensations and I will conquer them. I am not saying that I can get rid of them, because they will continue to do the same consistently and stubbornly, but I can manage to make their voice
Sophomore year I was playing at a soccer tournament with my old team. I was playing a great game even though the score was not reflecting my hard work. Towards the end of the game I jumped up caught the ball landed, my body went one way and my legs went the other, then I fell to the ground. Everyone around me had heard a pop, I knew it was my ACL. From this moment in my soccer career I knew I needed to be determined and to be focused on my recovery in order to get back out there.
The sound of loud music, people cheering on, and the rattling of metal weights are what made me an addict to this sport. These are just a few things that Robert T described in his article Powerlifting. “I’m an addict, and have been since freshman year.” Alright, this is a small quote I relate very much to it. I entered the weight room as a freshman and I knew I would never stop going.
However, I cannot allow these negative thoughts to affect me mentally. Thinking negative thoughts will, without a doubt, negatively affect the mindset I go in with on race day as well as my performance. As my coach says, “PMA- Positive mental attitude, that’s what it’s all about!” As an athlete, I have to be independent enough to have the motivation to go through the necessary treatment so that I will be able to return strong, healthy, and confident. Running, for the most part, is an independent sport.
“I don 't want people losing respect for me as a player. I want to go out in every game and perform to the highest level. I have no retirement plans. I 've had a lot of injuries but I want to continue playing.”- Robbie Fowler.
I feel this way because to reach your success no matter how your getting there or to where you are going to reach it, you need to think, You are always using your “brains” even when you do not think you are, and when you are participating in any sport you need to be mentally prepared. First off, you need to think to get to your success. Your whole success revolves around thinking. I know this because in ¨Why We Run¨ Heinrich states that he had ¨began to dream¨ meaning he is thinking about his future. Heinrich also says that being a person in general, you have a lot of ¨Dreams and aspirations.¨ This is saying that our minds are filled with thoughts and fantasies.
It was a cold November morning and I was racing in the 2014 Florida Swimming State Championships preliminaries. After training hard for a year, I was confident I would achieve my goal of making US Junior Nationals in the 200 individual medley. How could I not? I gave everything in practice, every day, and I was hopeful my hard work would pay off.
2nd Log Entry During my first log entry, I pointed out my personal goals I hoped to accomplish during this class. As a beginner swimmer, I was mainly interested in conquering my fear of water. As of week four I could say that I am now comfortable being inside a body of water. First week I could not even get my entire body into to the swimming pool.
I remember its like it was yesterday. Crisp mid October air washing against my skin, fresh dew glistening on the grass, birds singing in the trees around, then hitting me like a freight train, a whistle blew; I then came crashing back to reality;although, luckily enough we had gotten the ball during kick-off. I sprinted into position, Mid-Field as they call it in soccer;also known as the all-around player who swaps from offense to defense at a moments notice. However, at this moment I had freshly stolen the ball back from our opponents ever so cocky lead forward. To easy I thought as I sprinted up the field; the goal I was about to make would determine the season;first place or second.
I am sprawled out on the grassy area encapsulating my school's track, my second home, under the shade of a sizeable tree. My team has just finished a grueling workout consisting of mile repeats. My eyes are closed so that the sweat does not trickle into them. This is my favorite feeling in the world. This is what I think of to calm myself before races.
The start of my freshman year was a thrilling experience for me. To start out my freshman year I made the schools Varsity soccer team, a huge accomplishment for me. However, I was naïve to the coming situation to myself. I was on the path to continuous harassment from teammates as I was surrounded by seniors. Many of the seniors had egos, full of themselves in every aspect possible.
My passion for track and field began with a Nike advertisement. At age ten, I opened the newspaper to a two-page spread of the hometown distance running legend Steve Prefontaine overlaid by a paragraph of inspirational copy. It concluded asking, “Where is the Next Pre?” The story of his small town Oregon roots, gutsy racing style, and ambition to be the best resonated with me like nothing ever had before. I told myself I was the next Pre, and then tore off for my first run through the streets of Eugene, Oregon – “Tracktown USA”.
Putting the fun back into physical activity for children will do wonders to foster PA. You don’t see children playing in neighborhoods anymore. A constructive approach to developing outdoor free play is, in my opinion, the cornerstone of developing a love of doing, moving, and being physically active. Many children don’t enjoy the harshness of competitive sport (I was one of them) but do enjoy being out and about doing things. As a child play that involved running, cycling, swimming, and skating were all the things that I truly loved.
One of the most significant activities in my life would have to be soccer ever since I got a hold of the ball in 10th grade, it sparked my interest and a fire was ignited. It simply stared with a few friends asking me to join them then slowly progressed into everyday after school I would go outside to kick around the ball, I never really knew it was for me until I started getting more into it, soccer became my outlet more like an escape for me, it was somewhere I could go when I needed to be alone just the ball and I. Honestly, I never knew that it would affect me in the way it has, it started out as a just for fun kind of thing, then it escalated into actually playing games, turning more into a passion and I could actually see myself in the
The season started out like any other, one week of pain staking agony and push-ups. The constant workouts, sweat, and two hour practices were completely worth the outcome of my last volleyball season. The past four years of my high school career I spent being a member of the volleyball team. But to me, this is not just a team, this is my family.
When I started my basketball life, I was a young boy watching the local ballers play in the park hoping I can learn those moves they did when I was older. I used to join my youth center’s basketball teams. As I grew, I noticed many things as I kept playing ball such as how to keep your mind focused in the goal you want. When I got into my high school years, I became interested in the basketball team. I’m 5’4 and not big in size, but I was determined to try-out for a team of my favorite sport.