Open Field-Personal Narrative

My summer started off fantastic, I was sleeping in, I was hanging with my fiends, I was helping my dad on the farm and, and playing baseball. I wasn't really worried about school, I was more worried about football. Everyone was telling me that the first 2 weeks of football were going to suck, they were saying that we were going to have to condition a lot. The main thing everyone was talking about was that we had to lift a tone. I kept thinking to myself, why am I doing this, than it hit me, I have to be doing it for a reason, if there wasn't a reason I wouldn't be doing it. Than school was about to start and I could just sense the smell when you walk into school. When school starts the means football. We started to have open field and I was not liking it because I was helping my dad and than I would have to go to open field. But every time I went to open field I could just smell the fresh air in the grass and than I new I was doing it for a reason, but I still didn't know the reason. I was still considering not going out. There was something inside me telling me that I should go out, so I did. …show more content…
Practice wasn't as hard as I thought but it was still pretty hard. When they said the first 2 weeks off practice were going to be hard I actually thought it was going to be like we run until our heads fall off, but we just ran threw plays and did a little conditioning at the end. It wasn't a piece of cake, I can tell you that right now. It was only bad because we practiced for 3 hours long and the practice started at 6:30 in the morning, so after practice I was tired all day. The worst part about it was that I had to work on the farm after that so than when the day was done I was as tired as a sloth. It wasn't so bad for the people with lived in town because they would go to practice and come home and sleep like bear in