My team.
At the beginning of 2012, my new year's resolution was to not let any opportunity pass me by, and to experience as many new things as possible.
That was before a couple of friends of mine asked me if I'd be interested in playing on the girl's high school soccer team.
You see, it wasn't that I didn't want to play; I was just kind of stressed out just by the mere thought returning to it. I had played all through elementary, and most of middle school. That, however, is nothing compared to playing at a high school level. Basically, I was intimidated. A lot.
It was hard work. I'm a pretty physically fit person, but taking a year off of dance/pretty much any excercise really took its toll. Plus, I started the season off with a really bad infection in my lungs, (they were filled with fluid,) which made it painful to breath.
I was beyond discouraged. I threw up at a game, I was so sick. I even cried once or twice, and if you know me, I never cry.
I stuck with it though. I ran and practiced at home. I eventually got over the lung thing. And by the end of the season, I was in love with my team -- as well as the sport.
I'm so glad that I tried it. My team was so incredibly encouraging, and helpful. One of them said that playing with these girls was "like gaining 12 new best friends." I love each and every one of them; and I feel like we all really pulled together and got to know each other -- especially in the last month or so.
But the most important thing I learned from the entire season was this: sticking to your commitments, working hard, and trying your best will always pay off in some way. And passing up a new experience is {almost} never cool.
Off to go visit with my soul mate {the treadmill :P},
~ Abby
1 comment:
I love this <3
*tearing up because I miss my team so freakin much.*
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