I Believe I’ll Make It
I believe that i will make the basketball team. I say this because i trained over the last year. Even though a lot of people have more experience than me, and some are even stronger. I believe that because of my hard work that i put toward my favorite sport, i will make the basketball team.
Last year moved from indiana, unknowing of what sport i would like to join, due to not playing many sports, other than football. When i thought about it football was the choice i wanted. So i worked out over the summer, and actually lost quite a bit of weight. I was close to three hundred pounds. But after cutting off soda, working out, and eating healthier made me lose quite a bit of weight. But later after I have joined queen creek, i found out that you had to be in football camp over the summer.
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I wasn't going to run miles and sleep in a tent for my whole summer in a tent. So I decided to move on from football, and decided to look toward a new sport that I was introduced from my step brother, basketball.
At the time i was cocky because my brother was saying how I was tall I was, and that I was good for not knowing how to play.. He brought up my hopes every time he cheered me on. When we played, i’ve been getting better. Enough to play in groups of people. But i was still cocky. I decided last year i would join the team. But when i went, i wasn’t ready at all.
When i got there, i was pumped ready to show what i learned over the summer. I wasn’t that bad then, but i was nowhere near the people who were training for this for years. With their strength and endurance, i quickly had little to no strength, and it was about 2/3rds in. only day one as well. So I left early, and it killed me. I said i would make the team. I was so tired. It still kills me today that i didn’t try and push through the pain and try my
It then started to get harder and each day was a different workout to help me and my teammates improve. I was at a point where all I could do was attend school, go to practice and go home. Each day I was beyond tired. At a point of time I felt like giving up and going back to my regular life, and regular schedule. As the coach started to notice how I felt, he pulled me to the side and started to question what was going on. I explained, but everything I said was not a good enough reason. My coach told me, “If this is what you really want you won’t give up, no matter how hard it may get you will overcome it.” That day I learned a valuable lesson, to never give up.
Unfortunately though football had to come to an end. Having to hang my jersey and give up football before high school. Believe me it was neither my choice nor my second it was my parents’ design. My parents’ knew at the time that I love playing football, but they did not want me to get a concussion this I did not fully understand. Because not long after, sophomore year in high school I got my first concussion by played two-hand touch football. How it happened it was a weight lifting class and the class would play football and eventually two-hand touch exculpated to tackling.
When you are faced with adversity or thrown some curve that life presents without this character building lesson you might feel weak and want to give up. Working as hard in practice as I did built character and my reputation with my coach and other teammates. That is what those practices taught us, it pushed us to our limit so we would be able to push through real life adversity in the future. Every person faces adversity, what separates people is how they deal with it. I believe that those countless hours in the summer have changed my mindset when facing a challenge. I have studied harder because of it, my grade average went from 92.5 freshman year to a 95 this year. I realized that something isn't worth your time unless you try your absolute hardest and that was my mindset this year. If I never played football I doubt my grades would be as good as they are right now. I believe that hard work definitely altered the way I approach situations and my
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