1. The Perfect Sport
Posted by admin On October 5, 2009 8:38 AM
When I was a kid, my parents were always trying to put me into a sport that I would like. For some reason, I
just could not find my sport niche though. My parents tried to get my involved with a sport for our church and I
would always dread practices and games. Just thinking about whichever sport they were trying to get me to
like came with an accelerated heartbeat and nervous tension. Gym class was even worse because we were
graded and I was surrounded by all of my friends. While most of my classmates loved going to gym, I
dreaded it. It was the worst part of the day for me. The only reason I participated was because I absolutely
had to. I hated it, but I hated failing even more.
I soon came to realize that it was not so much sports I hated, but working with a team. I hate to say this, but I guess I am just not a
team player. Softball was the first sport my parents tried to put me into. I was about ten and I remember sitting in the field and just
thinking to myself that I was going to make a fool of myself if I tried catching the ball and I missed it. In my mind, simply not trying to
get it was less embarrassing than trying to and failing. I had already accepted that this sport was not for me. Along with that, I never
had the initiative to call for the ball, even when I thought I could most definitely catch it. Instead, I let someone else do the work as I
watched it fly over my head. I remember that I was usually dancing or daydreaming while the other team was up at bat. For this
reason, I was always in the outfield. When it came time for us to bat I was a little better. I actually tried because I knew I had to, and I
also knew I was not competing for the ball. All in all I was not a horrible hitter, and sometimes I even got lucky and I would get on
base. But, as you can probably already tell, softball was not my sport.
Another sport I was absolutely miserable at was volleyball. Volleyball was a sport we were always playing in gym class and it made
me so distraught to have to play. Once again, I was in a similar situation as what happened with softball. I would let the balls fly over
my head and I never took initiative because always thought I would fail. Volleyball was another sport that was just not for me.
Once I started high school, however, I finally found my perfect sport. I had always been interested in swimming and I knew I was not
too bad at it. This sport was totally individual, and the only person that was depending on me was me. Even when we had relays, I did
my best because I knew I had to. Nobody was going to take up my slack. Swimming made me happy and I was actually pretty good at
it. I pushed myself and got myself in shape and eventually I was one of the best swimmers on my team. No longer did I dread the
sport I was participating in, but I loved it. So, it is not that I hate sports, I just needed to find the perfect sport for me.
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