Personal Narrative-Swim Analysis

In eighth grade I had decided I wanted to swim competitively and run track within the same day. I would run with the track team after school, then go directly to swim practice, with the only rest in between the two was the thirty minute car ride over. As well as the only thing for me to eat was a builder's bar, or whatever my father had in his car. Competing in two sports a day wore me out and took a tool on my body. I was offered to swim with a lower class that was at a later time in the day, by my coach. However, my father insisted that I keep swimming and accepting the offer would only slow me down. Additionally, I was given another option, to put my swimming on hold considering it was a year long event. Again my father urged me to decline. …show more content…
My biggest regret was to compete in the track meet the next day. First I had completed the hurdles. It hurt really bad and was hard to get my leg over the hurdles. Later, my mother told me I looked like a duck. I then felt something was off. Stupidly ignored it and went on to my next event, the pole vault. All was well, except when i landed my second try, I landed improperly with my legs under me. Again I ignored the growing pain in my left leg. At last it was time for my last event that pushed my body over, the four hundred meter dash. I started out in the lead, adrenalin pumping through me so I was unable to feel the growing tension in my right thigh. At the two hundred mark I felt it. I hit a wall and and limped onto the finish line in third place. I had expected to see one of the coaches worried for me, but alas no one came, so I limped of the track and to the ER. Due to the sudden increase of activity and lack of stretching and diet, I had torn my quad and hip flexer from my knee to my hip, fractured my hip, minor tears in my lower back, set my spine out, and popped my knee cap out. Looking back I wish I had not declined the offer to take a break for swimming and taken the safer