Swimmers take your mark.......Go, and he's off swimming the 100 freestyle sprint, now the last flip turn, it's all out from here on. But how did he get here? It all started last summer when Josh introduced me to the sport, from there on every week would bring on practice in preparation for our sophomore year. It would take time, dedication, and above all a great friendship. But with no question it would be tough leaving my team on the football field to join friends in the pool. The only problem is, "am I really ready for this?", only time would tell.
Summer break of 2015 had been greatly anticipated. With vacations booked, camp outs planned, movie watching with friends organized, and trek on its way this summer was going to be an unforgettable one. Here we are June 10, 2015 ,my first practice in preparation for the next school year, 50 freestyle warm up, working on streamline, introduction to flip turns, and freestyle technique. Fifteen minutes in and I am dead, exertion setting in, and I am wanting to quiet. Then in my head I hear "Will it be easy?" nope, "is it worth it?", absolutely, after that a thought about quitting had not returned. Every other day from there on practice getting tougher and tougher. With
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We're introduced to "dryland" and combination of stretches and exercises to do before entering the pool each day. Next we're in the water I am placed in the "intermediate lane" with a simple set with a total of 500 yards of swimming.Tryouts progress until Friday with each day learning something new and incorporating it into our set. Working on my arms to get a better pull and my legs for faster and more powerful kicks now shedding two, three, even four seconds off my best time. With tryouts over for the week I now await to find out if I made it. Come Monday night and I learn I have made the junior varsity team, excitement rushes through me. I made the team, this is where all of my hard work pays
You are a 200-year-old endangered Hawksbill Sea Turtle twisting yourself into a foreign knot. Thrashing for freedom, panic sets in as your realise you are helpless in your bending cage. The ocean turns from turquoise green to Prussian blue as the sun slowly pierces the shadows of your watery grave. Bubbles rush from your mouth like stolen phantoms as you begin to contemplate your own mortality. Slowly suffocating, hope begins to fade. Deeper and deeper you sink into unconsciousness. Euphoria sets in as your panic begins to ease, in your mind you remember freedom, just a memory but not so long ago, is this death? Is this a good death? You take one last breath, and let go of
Imagine a book about a couple of good friends hanging out over the summer but with a twist to it, doesn't sound like that bad of a book. But the book Swim the Fly, has still been banned many different times, for many different reasons, but it teaches good lessons to teens, it also talks about different topics teens can relate to. Swim The Fly should be read by teens in school because it teaches the reader to take chances, the value and importance of friendship, and to never give up.
Today I am taking a break from the series of articles I usually write, to bring you a subject I have thought about for a long time. I only started paying attention to wrestling in my teen years, so the "Attitude Era" was what I considered wrestling. I won't go into what made the era special, because that would be insulting to your intelligence, everyone knows what made the era successful, and why some fans still pine for it. Needless to say, it was "cool", it suited the times, and it broke the mold formed over the previous decades.
Attention Getter: Mia Hamm. Peyton Manning. Steve Nash. Here are just a few great athletes that most of us have heard of. But what is it that makes us look up to them? What is it that makes them great? The truth is that sports are only a small part of what makes a person worthy of looking up to.
"buckle up." Barnett co-authored a study estimating a 50% chance that a combination of climate change and increased demand could render Mead effectively dry by 2021” (qtd. Barnett).
As everyone was cleaning gooey, drippy egg off various limbs and body parts, Bill decided to start the next game by himself. The game was supposed to be a water balloon toss fashioned after the egg toss. Bill had another idea. He thought his wife, Lonnie, needed some cooling off. Unfortunately for Bill, just as he heaved the water balloon towards Lonnie, she moved. Bill's balloon hit Mike in the center of his stomach with a big splash. One thing led to another and a water balloon fight ensued. Everyone got into the act, from Reverend Kay's elderly mother to Carol's one-year-old daughter, Cassidy. The roars of laughter coming from the Church group were truly contagious. The pure enjoyment experienced by all during that water balloon fight prompted
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Then, three years ago, I broke through those walls. My conscious urged me against it, ran through all the “what ifs” of the situation, as usual, but this time I couldn’t help it. How can one ever truly test his abilities if one is too afraid to even take any initial risk? So, one cloudy, brisk Saturday morning, and joined the football team. Immediately after the first practice, the option of quitting crept its way into my mind. But how could I ever reach my goals if I couldn’t take on a high school sport? There will be thousands of students in college competing with me, professors looking to make scholars, not dropouts. If I couldn’t face this, I couldn’t face them. So, I endured practice after practice, game after game. Every day, I had to rebuild the courage I had to walk out on the field that first day to step out on the field. I was weaker, smaller, and less apt at the game than man of the guys on that team, but I the constant threat of fear couldn’t hold me back anymore.
iving up my week and weekend nights for swim practice was something I was used to by the time I started high school. Swimming, was my calling, and with that came many sacrifices. Practices were everyday, Monday through Friday and sometimes on Saturdays, and consisted of countless sets of sprinting, kicking and pulling. The only thing that kept us stable during practice was counting down the time on the clock, “Just thirty more minutes, and I can relax for another twenty hours.” From there I would go home in time to shower and finish homework. Finishing what I needed to do before midnight was considered luck. The cycle repeated itself as I would get up the next day and do it again. However, there are many other aspects to this sport besides
Have you ever had those moments where you are feeling unmotivated or zero energy to workout? I will be the first to tell you I have had these moments. Being involved in the fitness world, I love every aspect of fitness. For the past 5 years, I was working out 5 days a week and had my ups and downs with results. I am guilty of it, I would pick up a workout magazine and try out this crazy workout and just destroy my body. Sure, I saw some results but I was becoming more and more tired throughout the day. On top of that, I was only getting 5 hours of sleep and not eating appropriately to refuel my body. I know stupid right? I am human and I am not perfect!
My whole life, I always gyrated around sports, this athletic attribute carried all through high school. I spent my whole high school career running on the Track team. There I met my track coach Luis. I met him when I was a freshman, at that occasion I saw him as my coach and nothing more. Later on, I asked if I could work out with him after practice in the school’s weight room. My intention was to become faster and stronger. I wanted to achieve my goal of becoming the great athlete that I’ve been dreaming about ever since I was eight years old. I knew it wasn't going to be easy. I wanted to transform myself into a better version of myself. I wanted the Erik of today to be better than the Erik of yesterday. From then on, it was all history. He took me under his wing as a student, but as his
You walk into the room and feel a warm gust of air greet you at the door. The smell of cleaner fills your nose as your shoes squeak along the freshly mopped mats. The clock strikes 3:30 and the coach blows his whistle that seems to penetrate your ears with a piercing screech. Your body aches and your mind tells you to leave and quit. On the other hand, your heart tells you to go on. Through all the pain, your heart always seems to whisper to you, “This will make you great. This extra day of pain will make the difference.” Even though practice makes your bones ache, your joints grind, your skin bleed, and your body swell; there is a greater hardship to come.
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Finish, Finish, Go, and Go you just set the new world record. Every four years lots of people gather around a pool cheering for Olympians. It is a very noisy place. A lot of Olympians that are part of the summer Olympics are very athletic, they swim all year around. The swimming Olympic history and background is very interesting. They have done so many new things over that past couple of years. They come out with new rules every year to make things more fair and challenging. There are a lot of events and tons of records that have been broke. A lot of Olympians have set future goals to stride for. I was swimming the 200 meter fly I was at a really good time when I had 50 meter sprint left at the end all I could think about was I’m going to set the new world record. Olympic swimming is a very fun sport it is very athletic. Every year in the summer time every one always sits around a TV watching this it is very famous in America. Swimmers from all around the world come and here and compete. There is a lot of competition there I have found out a lot about the history of swimming. There are a lot of events and tons of records that have been broke. A lot of Olympians have set future goals to stride for.
At the age of 16 I began looking into competitive swimming techniques, teaching myself each stroke and repeating them; wanting to be better than just a doggy paddle and a deep breath underwater. My junior year of high school, I