What Does Skating Mean To Me Essay

I tried to write this essay about my visit to the FBI, but failed. I tried again to write it about my letter to the bishop, expressing my disappointment with a Catholic Church in my town, and again I failed to fully express my beliefs on the matter. From these failures, I learned that it is extremely hard not to write about something that brings me so much joy and has controlled my life for the past 12 years. Skating means the world to me. Without skating, I would not be the person that I am today. I would have just wasted my life away with all the free time. No matter how hard you try, it's hard not to follow the social norm by going to parties for a “once in a lifetime kind of joy” and taking education for granted. I would have fallen into temptation, lowering myself to the rest of the

The sun brings life to the human race, as synchronized figure skating breaths life to me. People have grown to take the sun for granted, just assuming that it will rise every morning and set every night. I assumed my figure skating career, like the sun, would always be there for me to rely on. It is hard to be satisfied with the life you have, until something happens and the life you once had seems to be destroyed. The pain started in my periformis, subduing the rest of my leg and momentarily disabling me from continuing my skating career. As a figure skater, we are trained to push ourselves every day at practice, trying to better ourselves which would therefore benefit the team. October 26, 2016. The day I finally overstepped my physical limits, which cost me half of my competitive year. Although I was never the most flexible person on the team and could never do a full split, I kept pushing myself in the lifts in order to gain more points. I was innocent then, I just wanted what was best for my team. I did not even think about the pain in my legs until one day after practice, when I could barely