Sophomore year I was playing at a soccer tournament with my old team. I was playing a great game even though the score was not reflecting my hard work. Towards the end of the game I jumped up caught the ball landed, my body went one way and my legs went the other, then I fell to the ground. Everyone around me had heard a pop, I knew it was my ACL. From this moment in my soccer career I knew I needed to be determined and to be focused on my recovery in order to get back out there.
The Floatacians 1. After escaping Polyphemus, Odysseus and his men looked for food. They were tired, starving, thirsty, and desperate for an island. While sailing through the foggy ocean, Odysseus saw something in the distance.
The time I almost got cut from the basketball team.the first day of tryouts I didn’t come because I didn’t have my physical at the time.but when I got it I was there and lots of people were and only fifteen could qualify. On the first day all we had to do was shoot and show our form. But we did do something a little fun you had to get a partner and perform some moves on him. So the coach said “go” me and my partner which was Robert.
I was not thinking about my parents, teammates, or even myself. I wanted to stick out and be able to say, “I quit because I did not like my coach.” This was my “Sammy” moment. I regretted my decision very soon after. Seeing all of the pictures of my friends in their uniforms made me jealous and upset about my decision.
Every time I shot the basketball, my attempt was far from accurate. As I watched my teammates accomplish basic skills that I could not complete, I began to believe I had little value to the team. My confidence in my abilities to master sporting skills decreased significantly. Due to my beliefs in not being good enough, I gave into quitting. In a matter of four years, I managed to participate in and quit five different sports.
Throughout my years of participating in high school basketball, I have overcome many challenges. My freshmen year, basketball started in a way I never expected. Continuing on, I understood the real meaning of hard work, and what it takes. Lessons I learned in basketball will carry on throughout my life, helping me to become a successful adult.
If you are a volleyball player and you lose all of the time, you are not going to ever win if you quit. In life, you must always try to get better and never quit. If you are in chorus and you don't understand a song, you never will understand it if you decide to quit. Sometimes you just have to realize that you must keep
The hardest part about quitting was telling the few friends that I had about my decision. After my last week, I attended a church camp in Missouri. There I had the worst week of my life, mostly from hate and depression. After that week, I thought that life had nothing for me. I wanted it to end, so I began to think about just ending all of it.
This led to me questioning my goals in life and if I really wanted to continue playing baseball at all. Up until this point baseball was a fun extracurricular activity that I enjoyed. It soon became a more job-like experience and felt like a burden rather than a relief. The pressure to uphold my academics and the straining relationship between me and my coach were two of the main reasons I decided to quit baseball. Furthermore, there is an additional reason that contributed to my decision to quit my highschool baseball
The decision towards quitting a sport that I have loved for years was a devastating blow that not only affected my pride and reputation but my family as well. This made my decision a difficult one since it has been my family that has always supported
I had a different type of connection with my basketball coach and teammates, and I loved the sense of camaraderie we had on the court. I also had several opportunities to play at the college level if I focused on basketball. Choosing between these two sports was one of the hardest decisions I've ever had to make. Ultimately, I decided to pursue basketball. While I loved both sports equally, basketball had a special place in my heart.
I faced a serious dilemma as I sat across from my parents. I wondered if I really wanted to go through with this and if I was sure that I wasn’t going to regret my decision in the future. I contemplated these thoughts for a while, then remembered all of the stress, disappointment, and frustration that came with the previous season. I was ready to quit baseball, even though I didn’t know what I was going to do without it. I had been playing baseball since I knew how to walk.
In life we experience many tough decisions of what we “ought to do” or what we “want to do”. For me one of the hardest decisions i had to make was should I quit football or should I stick with football and possibly get a scholarship and go to college. I thought about it for a long time and I thought of the consequences I would have if I did quit or if I sticked with it.
I have regretted my decision ever since I chose to walk away from skating and not come back. By not staying and fighting I gave up the thing that made me happiest. I wish that I could go back in time and stand my ground. I wish I could have been strong for myself. I wish that I did not give
I started to practice at my house—it was the only hoop available for me at the time. Everyday, I would go outside and just shoot as many shots as I can so, I could make my form better. A few weeks of practicing, I started to see progress in my form—I made more shots than usual. Since I thought I was getting better, I decided to ask my parents if they could put me in a basketball team. My parents agreed without any hesitation.
