I can't believe I did it.
Today, I did one of the hardest things in my life. I'm going to say it and someone is going to laugh to themselves or think how much of a loser I am for feeling this way. That's fine. I don't care what anyone thinks. But if I break down or treat you differently, or I'm not my usual self, you'll all know why.
But at 2:00 pm this afternoon, I had to walk into the Indoor Athletic Complex(IAC) for practice. Instead of going into the locker room to change and get ready for a workout, I go and find my coach. I tell him that I needed to talk to him about something extremely important. Concerned as any coach or adult would be, we walk up to his office and I begin to pour my soul out to him. He's nearly a complete stranger to me. I've only known this man for about a year now. By the end of our hour long conversation that should have taken less than five minutes, I just put my head down and solemnly whisper, "I'm done coach. I'm not cut out for track and I came here to quit the team." Instantly, I broke out in tears. Track and Field is something I've dedicated seven years of my life to. Track is who I am. Now that it's over, I am nothing. Is there any purpose for me to be at Central? Is there any point to this all?
I don't even know what to make of things anymore. I don't know what to make of my life. It's meaningless now.
But at 2:00 pm this afternoon, I had to walk into the Indoor Athletic Complex(IAC) for practice. Instead of going into the locker room to change and get ready for a workout, I go and find my coach. I tell him that I needed to talk to him about something extremely important. Concerned as any coach or adult would be, we walk up to his office and I begin to pour my soul out to him. He's nearly a complete stranger to me. I've only known this man for about a year now. By the end of our hour long conversation that should have taken less than five minutes, I just put my head down and solemnly whisper, "I'm done coach. I'm not cut out for track and I came here to quit the team." Instantly, I broke out in tears. Track and Field is something I've dedicated seven years of my life to. Track is who I am. Now that it's over, I am nothing. Is there any purpose for me to be at Central? Is there any point to this all?
I don't even know what to make of things anymore. I don't know what to make of my life. It's meaningless now.