Sticking To The Weights

1…2…3…4…5. I had to get stronger before the next basketball season at La Puente High School. I was pushing myself hard when it came to lifting weights and running. I thought I could catch up with all the time I missed during the last six weeks of last year. I was out of the end of the season last year from a torn muscle in my hip. I knew I was weak and out of shape compared to the other players that were going to be on the team next season. I pushed myself very hard for the first couple of weeks. Because I worked myself so hard I began to slowly push it away from my to do list.

I started to set my sets and repetitions lower and lower till I just wasn’t doing it anymore. I had that whole summer that I was really looking forward to. I wanted to come back the next season and be in better shape then I’ve ever been. I also wanted to show my coach that I never quit not even in my off-season. That wasn’t the way it went though. I wasted time and a lot of it. I wasted time with weight lifting and also a jumping program that I got that guaranteed a 10-12 inch gain in my vertical jump. The last few weeks of the summer my friend invited me to lift with him. He had put together a weight program that we did the rest of the summer.

Just those last few weeks of the summer my friend and I were really seeing how we were getting stronger. That really inspired us to keep working hard. The first day of school, our coach saw the changes in the both of us. He new we had been working hard and he admired that. I started to think of how I would feel if I had been working as hard as I was then, the whole summer. I started to get mad at myself for not doing what I should have been instead of sitting around all summer playing video games. After that moment I promised myself that I wouldn’t stop lifting weights. That I would always work hard.

So far I’m doing really well, I haven’t stopped since I started in the summer and I’m really glad that I didn’t. That was like six weeks ago and I’m still working hard.