My Personal Experience Of Powerlifting

Growing up in a large family and a busy lifestyle as an athlete has shaped me into who I have become today. My life has been about being the best student, athlete, teammate, brother, son, employee and husband I can possibly be. Being involved in various sports with several different teams, going away to school, getting married have all been big parts of life for me some newer than others but all big in their own way. My life has always been about fighting through adversity to achieve a common goal at no matter what the cost getting to the finish line is something that must be achieved no matter the circumstances. Growing up I was always taught to work hard to achieve your goals no matter what it takes quitting is not an option. If you get yourself in to something and commit it’s up to you to finish what you started. Growing up in a big household with four brothers and sisters there was never a dull moment as something was always happening. It was enjoyable to grow up with so many personalities in my house it taught me how to deal with different issues that others face each day, and to always take others into consideration when making decisions. Being the second youngest in the family I saw my older siblings move out and took it upon myself to be the role-model for my youngest sister and show her that if you make smart and rational decisions good things come from doing so.

He let out a powerful yell, one much similar to a war cry and began to lift the 500 pounds in front of him off the floor. Everyone on the lacrosse team was cheering him on as the barbell slowly moved up and reached its destination. I stood there in awe at this incredible feat of strength: at this moment that I knew that I too, wanted to be strong. Before I became serious about weightlifting, I would often settle for the minimum amount of success possible. I believed that this was enough to get by in life. Once I began weightlifting however, I saw almost no progress. After reevaluating what I had been doing, I realized I needed to take a different approach and take weightlifting more seriously. I decided to set smaller, more achievable goals

Due to a debilitating back injury, last year I had to give up the sport that was my life for so long. My emotions were all over the place, from depressed, to lonely, missing my friends at the gym, I was a mess. Gymnastics was what I did for so long. All my hard work went down the drain. My main focus turned to school. My interaction with society outside of gymnastics grew stronger. However, I soon discovered that gymnastics skills were not the only thing I learned. Gymnastics is a sport that has hidden life lessons, lessons that I did not realized were ebing taught. These lessons I have taken away, I am applying to my new life. From small things like eye contact when being spoken to that represents respect, how to look at the bright side of things, the value of time, and to never give up on even the most difficult things in life. These lessons have shaped my life and made me who I am. It wasn't all for nothing. The outcome was actually pretty

I am a eighteen year old senior who has played and feel in love with sports . My love for sports stared at a young age. I have played football,basketball,golf , i am a powerlifter and i also ran track and jumped in field events. Sports has always been in my family , my family watchs a varieties of sports .The main sports they do watch would be football and basketball. Although I do have a favorite team thats is different from there’s they always watch my team play weather its sunday or monday night football.As of now powerlifting has won me over in the sense that i enjoy this tough sport more than any other sport .This sport has me going to the gym everyday ,trying to be the best i can be .Powerlifting has taught me so much more than just lift

I am proud to be part of a community that supports each other, respects milestones, and strives for more accomplishments. The weightlifting community in Vancouver, British Columbia has been a vital part of my life for the past five years. Anyone can be a part of it if they have a passion for the sport and common goals. A weightlifter is supported when they ask for a spot or look for information online. They cheer you on as you seek a new personal best. When a weightlifter achieves a milestone in their weightlifting career, those around them recognize it. When I reached the milestone of being able to squat three hundred and fifty five pounds I was showered with encouragement and advice on how to improve even more. Weightlifters who are more

Everyone remembers that one place, that one place that instantly makes you feel good, that one place where you can completely act like yourself. For me, that one special location forever remains Texas Best Gymnastics, in McKinney, Tx. What I always adored was practicing with my team.I began competing there at the age of eight, and I competed my last competition shortly after my thirteenth birthday. However, even though I no longer spend half my time at the gym like I used to, it still invokes the same effect on me. Now that I stepped away from competing for a few years, when I look back on how stressful it seemed, I can still see all the wonderful memories I created. More than anything, I see what a wonderful impact the gym had on my life.

In life, we all have goals that we set for ourselves. We have to push ourselves to our limits and stride for greatness to achieve and accomplish these goals. This all started after I finished my freshman baseball season, I was instantly looking for a new way to improve my game and get ready for my sophomore season. So during the offseason I decided to start training at a local gym. Starting off with small, light dumbbells and not sure what I was really doing. I had felt uncomfortable and worried about what others had thought about me. It was like I was always under pressure. I was thinking about giving up and wanting to quit, but it's too easy just to give up. So I stuck with it and thought about the reasons I chose this. I chose this

However I had the determination to continue to attend the gym to reach my goal. In December of 2015 my mother enrolled me in a lifeguard certification class at our local YMCA. the class started at 8 o’clock in the morning and ended at 1, this was during december break so i did not miss school. The first task I had to complete was the prerequisite swimming test. The three other people in the class were all part of a swim team and were fast swimmers. At first this was disheartening to me because I felt I would not be able to keep up being that I was not a part of the swim team. The swim was physically demanding and was not easy. However I overcame my disadvantage and passed the prerequisite just as the others had. Over the course of the class i kept overcoming obstacles I was hesitant about. For example when practicing deep water rescues I was tasked with pulling my 230 plus pound assistant instructor from the bottom of a ten foot pool. I was worried i would not be able to accomplish this, however i knew that i had worked so hard to become a lifeguard and i made the determination not to let this stop

Some people say that the journey is more important than the final destination. I agree with that. Last year I wanted to get stronger for softball. The school opened the weight room for girls, so that we could work out also. We got to do different types of exercises to make us stronger. If I wasn't able to go to the weight room all summer, then I wouldn't be as strong as I am now.

Gymnastics taught me that if you want something badly enough, you will work as hard and as long as it takes to reach your goals. After shattering my ACL I continued training and became the provincial champion on the bars even in my age category. Six months

As I got turned onto my back, fighting for my life, the referee’s hand slaps the mat, and my career of wrestling was over. Throughout all the times I worked out and practiced as hard as I could, my only desire for wrestling was to go to states. Knowing I had the potential, my wrestling coach used life lessons to motivate me throughout the obstacles I faced. Although I never went to states, the lessons I’ve learned from the sport apply to any desire I have in life today. Furthermore, I’ve learned that “some desire is necessary to keep life in motion” to accomplish the goals I have in life.

When I did Cross Country and Track for the first time, I fell short as a star runner. Instead, weightlifting became the place in high school athletics where I was able to find my niche.

Weightlifting is like studying, no matter how hard you try to concentrate. It`s tough to stay focused. Studying itself seems easy. You can walk in and at least attempt to study, but when it comes time to the test you just can’t stay focused. You start to try and remember the things you read and drilled into your brain the night before but nothing. Sometimes, no matter how much you study you still can fail if you don’t stay focused. Sometimes the stuff you studied just doesn’t click. The information you bombarded yourself with just can’t resurface. But while you were studying were you really focused is the real question. Then you remember while you were studying you were listening to music and

Using my old experience and old habits I had become just as good or even better than before. As I was on the freshman team for gymnastics, I had brushed off the rustiness from the break that I had taken. Even though the sport is as not tough and rough as club, I still felt the rush that I did before. As I take the skills and lessons that I learned from club gymnastics, I still work just as hard and have just as much fun. As freshman year continued, I started to remember the habits and the reasons why I loved this sport. With a different coach and new teammates, I still felt at home. Jumping back onto the equipment was like riding a bike, even though I was a little rusty at first, I will always remember what was taught to me. Throughout freshman year I have improved and grown potential that I hope to apply later in life and later in gymnastics. I push for new skills and moves every day, but most importantly the sport makes me feel

I come to a squealing halt as I throw my white Civic Si into first gear and hop out of the parking spot between the gold Chevy Tahoe and the black Jeep Wrangler. Grabbing my gym bag from the trunk, I march under the covered patio for the door of Mountainside Fitness to start my daily ritual. Walking through the doors the smell of sweat, hard work and cheap coffee attacks my senses. Lifting weights has been my place of refuge for almost two years now. Albeit I have gotten into pretty decent shape, I have an ulterior motive that goes deeper than just getting bigger, faster, and stronger. While the charming blond girl at the front desk scans my key card, I take a quick scan of the gym and see the customary faces of pain, strain, and disdain on those already in their workout. What motivation is powering these gym goers to finish their workout when it is so easy to quit? For me, going to the gym is a remarkable way to improve physical health, but the stress relief from being completely absorbed in a workout, the hormones released after a workout, and accomplished state of mind after a completed workout makes the mental benefits just as significant.