Soccer

If there is one thing I regret in my life it is to not continue my soccer career after my sophomore year of high school. I had broken my ankle for the second time that year and found myself just burned out from the sport. It got political, it got stress-filled and just wasn't the fun sport I once knew. However I wish I would've just sucked it up and kept playing.

I started playing soccer the day I could walk. My dad was my coach growing up in the recreational program for 5 years. I was fortunate enough to make select as well when I was old enough to try out. I have won the state championship 3 times with my teams I have played for and took second twice. I then played high school in the fall and select in the spring with indoor teams in between.

I remember the cold damp ice crystals on the grass at 7 am in the morning. Our parents would wake us up with a banana I could hardly put down because of the nerves and excitement of how the game would go. My stiff muscles were hardly able to stretch for game time as the cold would suffocate my body. But when game time started, all the extremities and issues were put away as all I would think about was that ball.

I write all of this not because I want you to see how blessed I was to be on such great teams. I write this to you because I want you to not give up on something. I still play soccer today but I lost a couple of my years of my life not doing what I love. Life isn't about what you don't want to do, it is all about what you do want to do.