Passion is defined as a strong and barely controllable emotion. Therefore to be passionate about something means that you have completely immersed yourself in that idea or activity. When I talk about volleyball, passion is one of the many words that comes to mind. Volleyball was a significant part of my life, and the closing of that chapter was extremely painful. A huge reason for this, was the fact that I never truly accomplished all that I had envisioned for myself in that area. With that being said, the lack of finality in that aspect has been taxing but ultimately enlightening. Volleyball taught me not only how to be physically strong but mentally aswell, the loss of volleyball enabled me to use that strength and essentially rediscover …show more content…
I tried out ninth grade year and made the B team. The start of high school volleyball was extremely hard because I was out of shape, and again behind technically. This meant that for the next three years of my life I would have to push myself past subconsciously set limits, and attempt to not only catch up with my fellow teammates but surpass them. This entailed summer workouts Monday through Thursday from eight to ten, starting club volleyball, and staying positive through it all. Despite all of my efforts, during the off season of my junior year my coach told me I was not likely to make the varsity team. Everything I had planned since seventh grade was slipping through my fingers, and I felt completely helpless. Furthermore, that off season consisted of my coach’s indecision on whether I would make the team, and my growing dislike for the sport. Needless to say my last months in volleyball were emotionally draining and because of that I decided not to try out my senior year.
My failure to accomplish all that I had set out for myself regarding volleyball was extremely eye opening. The more I thought about it, the more I understood that I used volleyball to validate myself. Instead of volleyball being a sport I played, I made it who I was, and when I lost that part of my identity it was almost like I was losing myself. Although I do acknowledge that I would not be the person I am today
Passion is an emotion that one feels is indubitably enjoyable to experience regardless of the circumstances. In all reality, what is a passion? Depending on who is being asked, the answers to that question are undeniably distinct. The definition of a passion could be nothing more than a feeling, but it could also very well be a material object. Helping people has always been a passion of mine; therefore, I have chosen to pursue pediatric nursing as my career.
I played volleyball pretty much my whole high school career. I did a winter club. I went to morning workouts. I did everything that my coach told me to do. But then the dreaded two day, five hour tryouts came. I gave everything I had. But my coach still decided to cut me, along
My career continued on to playing at the elite level at a very young age. Because of my athletic talent, being on an older team wasn’t something new to me. Learning to love the challenge was something that I was fond over. Being able to compete with the collegiate athletes was something that inspired me to continue trying to be the best I could be. When it comes to the sport of volleyball, sacrificing my body for anything and everything was something I was known for. Everyone told me that I have two speeds. It’s all or nothing. Injury is another common thing that runs in my family and sadly somehow some way I’m always the one to be getting sent to the ER. Injuries started rolling in like
When I showed up to softball tryouts at the beginning of my senior year, I was convinced that I was going to be put on the junior varsity team for the fourth consecutive year. I was sure that I would never be moved up to varsity, regardless of how hard I played. My junior year I was embarrassed to be one of only two juniors on J.V. I was so self-conscious, that I had considered quitting so that I wouldn’t be the only senior not on varsity. However, I decided that quitting would be more humiliating than being on J.V. and forced myself to play my final season of softball. I showed up to tryouts the first week of school, and I played with every ounce of effort that I had. When teams were announced, I was legitimately shocked to find out that I
As a sophomore, I tried out again. There were enough girls to create a junior varsity team but again, I was a benchwarmer for varsity, still not useful enough to play, but too experienced for junior varsity. During this year I started to realize that blaming other players for my failure was
Everyone knows that there is always a risk to playing a sport. You put so much hard work and effort in to maybe make the team. From eighth grade to the end of the first semester of my junior year, all of my time was devoted to volleyball. Basically any free time I had I was at private lessons or a skills camp. I put so many hours into this sport that I forgot about other things in my life that are important. Up until the club season of my junior year, I have never been cut from a team and I felt confident that I would not ever because I have already made it that far, but all it takes is one bad night to throw all your hard work away. The night of club season tryouts for 2014 I simply could not focus and was overall out of it. I got cut and to say I was devastated is an
It is my junior year of high school and basketball season is right around the corner. I am on the verge of either making varsity or junior varsity this year depending upon my skills. Went through the tryouts and was able to make the junior varsity again for my second year with coach Maloney. I was all excited to play there again seeing I was one out of the three kids that made it back there again. From there it was Cam, Anthony, and I who thought would lead the team because we were the only ones who knew how to run Maloney’s offense and defense well that’s what I had thought was gonna be the case but in reality it wasn't. I thought I would be a starter for the team, but in reality I ended up being a bench player or how I thought of it as a
I was doing everything I could to make Rock Ridge’s volleyball team. I was working out almost every day, I went to every volleyball open gym, and I went to many clinics and camps. Making this team was very important to me, and I didn’t know what I would do if I didn’t. I’ve been working very hard to get a spot on the team. However, nothing could mentally prepare me for the three-day long try-out process.
I had always wanted to go and try out for the school volley ball team but i wasn't sure if i was going to make it or not. I made the first cut and then the second cut. At the last tryout i put all the effort i had into it, hoping that I could make the team. The final cut came and i was not on the list. I was devastated. This was very hard to take. I told my parents that i didn't make it and they said that they knew i tried my best and that there is always next year in high school. Sure enough they were right. Coming into grade 9, I made the volleyball team and have been playing ever since. I thought that i was panicking and it was over but it turns out that i was just choking and thanks to my parents they helped me out of that
In 2014 I began attending Chase High School. I would always joke about how I would be the one to get lost and hide in a locker until three o’clock but when the first day rolled around I wasn’t nervous because I knew most of the seniors and I was on the volleyball team. I loved my freshmen schedule, I had classes with all of my friends, I liked most of my teachers and best of all I had first lunch. Volleyball season was starting off decent, we hadn’t won any games but we were having fun and I was a starter. After about three games into the season the JV team was practicing one day in the AUX gym and that is when my volleyball season took a turn for the worst. We were practicing our hitting lines and it was my turn to hit, the setter set me up but they pushed the ball too far back and
The Oxford Dictionary defines “passion” as a strong emotion or strong love for something. Well then, I would say I am passionate about sports. To turn a passion into a career you must take certain steps in education and to develop special skills that are needed. I love to play sports, and I would like to pursue a career that lets me have the opportunity to become anything from a player to a coach. As there are many careers in the world, there is a career for anyone who has a passion.
In time though I was glad that I got injured. This injury help shapes me into being a determined person and to go after what I want in everything I do.
Sophomore year came, and I was nervous because now there was jv dark and varsity to worry about. I came to tryouts, and gave all my effort on volleyball as well as my friends. They had made the teams, and I never expected to be in jv dark. My best friends didn 't made it to jv dark but I couldn 't miss this opportunity. In addition, I was depressed that I could not be with them, but I needed to be in a team that I knew it was going to help me become better. It surely did because now there was more tasks that I could do. My serves were something no one could receive. Consequently, the only horrible part of jv dark is that I never had the chance to play. I came to practice everyday and I followed instructions, I never complained if we ran, but the coach never showed me that I could be in the court. I did showed her, I tried to show off my abilities in volleyball for her to notice. As a result to that she always put me aside. In effect of this, it brought me down I
Here comes high school. My friends and I from middle school all went to the same high school, and played volleyball once again. The only difference between us was when I was on the B team they were on the A-team, and when I was sitting on the bench they were playing. We got to high school and things didn’t change, they were on JV as a freshman, and little old me was still on the freshman team. I decided that for the next year they weren’t going to be better than I am. I worked so hard the summer going to my 10th grade year.
A wise man once said “Man is only great when he acts from passion.” When you hear the word passion, the first thing that might come to your mind is something related to love, and you’re not entirely wrong. According to Merriam- Webster’s dictionary, passion is defined as a strong feeling of enthusiasm or excitement for something or about doing something or a strong feeling (such as anger) that causes you to act in a dangerous way. All in all, it is a strong feeling, be it happiness, sadness, anger or liberality. You can be passionate about many things such as love, sports, food, or intimacy. However, it can also mean having a strong yearning for something.