Athlete From before I can even remember, I was always sitting there in the stands and bleachers watching my sister’s games. Whether it was basketball or softball, I was always watching, and I was always confused. I never knew what a tip-off or a point guard was. I didn’t understand grand slams or lead offs. I just sat and watched. But eventually, it was my sister’s turn to watch me; my turn to be the center of attention. It started with being shy and afraid. Too afraid to play tee ball, then too shy to speak out during coach pitch. However, my coach saw how much potential I had and never gave up on me. Overwhelmed with encouragement and pride, I practiced harder than ever and was the star of the team. I got taller and joined a better fastpitch team, and then I got even stronger and more confident and played travel fastpitch. As I traveled around Tennessee gaining knowledge and skills, I found out that sports is who I am. There is no changing that I’m an athlete. …show more content…
During the first week of my freshman year, it was announced that softball conditioning would start after Thanksgiving break. We worked so hard and had a successful first season together; although, something didn’t feel right. As travel softball started that summer, I realized that I had lost my passion for the sport that had been my whole life. Devastatingly I told my mom and she encouraged me to do what I thought was right and pursue a new hobby. That’s when I met Annalise and