What I enjoyed the most was playing basketball in high school. I grew up playing basketball at the beginning of middle school up to senior year in high school. Although I loved playing, it started to negatively impact my studies. I would spend hours practicing after school that by the time I got home I was worn out. I was told that if I wanted to graduate with my class that I would need to be able to find more time to work on my assignments. Soon after that, my coach went as far as to sit me out on a big game that he knew I practiced for. Not being able to play was tough. He told me that it wasn 't due to my …show more content…
I still remember the first thing he ever told the team at the beginning of our freshman year, “I can accept failure, everyone fails at something, but I can’t accept not trying.” He knew at the time what I was going through. My coach told me that he had seen the same situation happen before, but didn’t want me to end up making the same mistake. He understood that I tried my best to balance both and how important it was for me to go on with my studies and assured me that he knew that I wasn’t giving up on the team. Having this discussion with my coach was truly supportive, I was now able to feel less overwhelmed with what I ended up