Once I start something that takes a courageous amount of effort, it takes me a while to complete it. For example, I am a dancer, you'll probably hear me talk a great deal about this throughout the year. This past year I had the opportunity to be in a tap trio with two of my best friends, Theresa and Johanna. We wanted this trio to succeed more than anything. We went to our scheduled privates with our choreographer, practiced on our own time, and …show more content…
Whenever I say I’m going to start stretching everyday my plans fail. I make it for a week or two and I feel as though I’m making progress. Then BAM, something gets in the way. It could be a huge project in school and my mind drifts away into a different place. My perseverance is gone, leaving me at the start of the race and, achievement past the finish line. I get stressed out, then mad at myself. I get mad at what could have been. However, this year it hit me, I shouldn't sit around and just wish I had flexibility, that’s not how it works. A genie isn't going to help me, I need to help myself. That boost of confidence sent me off to persevere and conquer. I was determined to get my splits, stretching every single day, no excuses. The achievement I had wanted so long was in my reach. I was waiting, ready to take it and