There was no break through moment that opened my eyes to my passion for sports. Like sports you have wins and loses. The most important part for the player is to choose to be resilient. Sports has helped me to maintain my own resilience in this game called life. Since a toddler, I’ve been shooting a basketball and catching footballs. All the way up until now I can say that the same is true. Some of the key moments that influenced my decision to want to major in athletic training was when I hurt myself in a football game when I was in 7th grade. They told me to get out the game but I was hardhead and didn’t listen. As the game went on, I ended up spraining my ankle when I got hit during a play. I found myself intrigued by what was going on in my ankle and the science as to why it happens. Like any perplexed kid in the new generation, I went to google to see what was going on. It was that day I realized that this was what I wanted to do in the future. Eventually, I see myself helping major athletes in every sport with preventing and treating their injuries through exercises and nutrition.
As a child, raised by my sport minded father, sports was all that went down in the house. Every Sunday, you would catch the whole family on the couch watching football. When I was done with my homework during the week, I could walk into the room and hear screaming at the TV from my sister and father watching the Bulls game. On the weekends when I would go visit my grandfather, he would be watching the Cubs game. He would intensely be watching the game drinking a Pepsi. With all this going on, it seems meant to be that I follow a career in sports.
Currently, I feel as if I wouldn’t have been where I am today or made the accomplishments without having that past experience with sports. I am grateful because sports is something that I feel can solve anything. From something as simple as a minor disagreement, to a family tragedy, sports was always a way out for me. For example, when my father passed away, I felt as if I had an empty hole in my stomach. I felt like a piece of me died when my father passed away. My drive to do anything went away after that, I was physically and mentally drained. After the grieving process, I went back to the only thing that kept me sane; sports! Football practice started around that summer, I found myself enjoying myself bonding with new people, gaining brothers. Also, I feel as if I found a role model in my coach. To this day, sports has gotten me through high school.
In conclusion, I feel as if I can change the world of sports in whatever path I choose to go after college. I am grateful for the opportunities I have received. I know there our many more blessings to come, which will also give me a chance to grow my interest and learn more things.