Personal Narrative: My First Racism Team

My senior year of high school I was finally at the top of my age group within my swim team. I qualified for zones and nationals. This was what I had been waiting for, all of my hard work finally payed off. I was pushing through practices with two weeks until zones. I knew the Southern coach would be at this meet watching so this was my last chance to possibly get an offer. However, I had been ignoring an annoying pain in my shoulder for the past month. The pain was finally so bad that after morning practice I couldn’t carry my book bag at school and in the evening I could barely raise my arms to change out of my suit. I went to the doctor, he told me I had tendinitis and burcitis in my shoulder. He advised me to lay off practice for a week and to begin physical therapy. …show more content…
I went to zones and swam my first race. Half way through my shoulders were on fire and I added 8 seconds to my best time. I had to disqualify myself from my next race and left the meet knowing I would never swim for Southern. The pressure to be all my mom was in college made me never want to return to the pool. I fought with her a lot until I went to a psychologist and talked to him about how I never wanted to get back into a pool. He helped me realize that there were so many other opportunities from this situation. I left his office realizing that I enjoyed the physical therapy I went through and that is now the major I am aiming for. I also joined the club swim team here at Southern and love the easy going aspect of the team. I struggled with the psychological factors of discouragement, resentment, and anger before I met with the