Growing up I always played softball, my whole family grew up playing. My cousin was playing college ball and I was expected to do the same. I loved softball, but playing all the time I was starting to lose my love for it. I played year round regular season, all stars, and travel ball. It was very tiring so when 7th grade came around and I had the chance to try out for volleyball I took it. Turned out I loved it and I wasn’t too bad at it.
I have never been too good at trying new things, so when tryouts came around I was a nervous wreck. I had never played volleyball before and didn’t really know much about it, but I made the team and ended up becoming co captain. I learned the game, and all the rules. By the time my 8th grade year came around I had become one of the best servers on the team. I never thought I would love volleyball, or any other sport for that matter, …show more content…
Athletic training at my high school was mainly for football, me being a huge football fan for any team I thought it would be a great idea, so I jumped on it and told her, “ of course I would!” So we went that night and told the coach that we would do it. Little did I know, that I couldn’t do both training and volleyball at the same time. I was so upset but I had already told one of my best friends I would do it with her and committed to the coach. So I could not back out, I choose not to play volleyball my 9th grade year. 9th grade year turned into 10th grade, then my junior year rolled around and I was really missing volleyball. The whole volleyball team would beg me to play, and my junior year I was set on quitting training and playing volleyball. That was a lot easier said than done, how could I tell my friend I was leaving her by herself to play volleyball. So I let another year of volleyball go through, not