If I can overcome this, I can overcome anything
My father had always told me, “A small setback is just only a setup for a great comeback.” I had played football practically all of my life, from Little League Football to High School Football. It was my freshman year of Highschool, and football season had just begun. There was nothing to stop me from playing football for the rest of my life, so I had thought.
I had just gotten back from Junior Olympics (for track and field) in Houston Texas, in which I competed in Javelin, and The 100m Dash, where I strained my hamstring after finishing the biggest race of my life. As summer came to an end, football was right around the corner. Being the stubborn teenager, I refused to sit out and heal; Football was the biggest thing I looked forward to all year. The first week of practice went by painfully; I remember finding myself with an ice bag around my strained hamstring every night. By the end of the week I couldn’t endure the pain, but I made the team, there was no going back. I couldn’t sit out now; I had already dug myself in too deep. The next day I was barely getting by, but practice wasn’t over just yet, it was my turn to go out for a pass, I ran with all my strength, and opened up my stride to the fullest potential, as soon as I took …show more content…
Every week I had physical therapy. My friends from the football team couldn’t wait to see me back on the field with them. They always encouraged me, when they would stop by the trainer’s room after practice. I took their encouragement, and did all that I could to heal quicker. Sophomore year rolled around, and it was time for me to get back into the sport I loved, but my leg still was in tremendous pain when I would hit full speed. I had learned from the past experience that I should take this pain, into consideration this time. I decided it was time to take a turn in a different direction, and walk away from playing football for my
My father had always told me, “A small setback is just only a setup for a great comeback.” I had played football practically all of my life, from Little League Football to High School Football. It was my freshman year of Highschool, and football season had just begun. There was nothing to stop me from playing football for the rest of my life, so I had thought.
I had just gotten back from Junior Olympics (for track and field) in Houston Texas, in which I competed in Javelin, and The 100m Dash, where I strained my hamstring after finishing the biggest race of my life. As summer came to an end, football was right around the corner. Being the stubborn teenager, I refused to sit out and heal; Football was the biggest thing I looked forward to all year. The first week of practice went by painfully; I remember finding myself with an ice bag around my strained hamstring every night. By the end of the week I couldn’t endure the pain, but I made the team, there was no going back. I couldn’t sit out now; I had already dug myself in too deep. The next day I was barely getting by, but practice wasn’t over just yet, it was my turn to go out for a pass, I ran with all my strength, and opened up my stride to the fullest potential, as soon as I took …show more content…
Every week I had physical therapy. My friends from the football team couldn’t wait to see me back on the field with them. They always encouraged me, when they would stop by the trainer’s room after practice. I took their encouragement, and did all that I could to heal quicker. Sophomore year rolled around, and it was time for me to get back into the sport I loved, but my leg still was in tremendous pain when I would hit full speed. I had learned from the past experience that I should take this pain, into consideration this time. I decided it was time to take a turn in a different direction, and walk away from playing football for my