I was afraid to start up again with the thought that I would have pain. I wanted to give up but knew I was back to what I have a lot of passion for, swimming. I continued to believe and have faith in myself that I can achieve my goal and get back into swimming. Finally fully recovered, I was back to being able to do what I enjoyed. After swimming about a year after my injury and thinking that I was back to normal, I encountered a second shoulder injury.
So during weekends, my cousin would come out to stay with us to get away from the city, she enjoyed swimming we would head to the swimming hole where we pretended to be in the Olympics we would have relay races to see who could get to the other side first. She was a few years older than me, so naturally she was a better swimmer, but I would never give up. During the week I would practice by myself so that when she came the following weekend I would be able to beat her and if I did, I would smile all
She respects Gretch and Raymond and she has become confident in herself. “Cause she’s good, no doubt about it.” Instead of rubbing it in that she won, she can compliment Gretchen and give her a true smile. She also learns to respect Raymond. As she watches him climb the fence after the race, she realizes, “Raymond would make a very fine runner” (27). She’s ready to give up running to coach Raymond because she has many other things she can be good at.
While Bethany’s dad talked to Myrlie, Bethany overheard her father say “She doesn’t know anything about Elizabeth.” Bethany realized that her parents were abandoning her without an explanation, but she begrudgingly settled in. Myrlie showed Bethany the way to her room for her grandchildren that had never been used. Myrlie then took Bethany back downstairs, where she correctly guessed all of Bethany’s favorite foods. The next day, Bethany told Myrlie that she is a swimmer, so Myrlie took her to the YMCA to swim. While they were there, one of Myrlie’s friends noticed Bethany and mentioned that she thought she was Elizabeth.
Alexis Paris Samantha’s story! As a little kid you are always trying to keep up with everyone around you, so it's fairly common to be out of breath. She never really recognized that she had asthma until she started taking swimming lessons twice a week. She complained to her teacher that the water was pushing on my chest or that Samantha’s bathing suit was too tight. Unfortunately, complaints were dismissed; people just thought that she was whining.
You have to face it to improve yourself.”. Just like the way Collier taught his son how to swim. “You’ll never eliminate anxiety by avoiding the things that caused it.”. Taking a deep breath, leaving my mind blank, focusing my eye on high jump pit, all the nerves inside me are gone. I gathered all my strength into my legs to jump as high as I could.
Such self-motivation was new to me, but the accompanying work ethic that I had gained through swimming soon carried into my academic life: I started taking more honors classes and spending more time on homework, instead of video games. I simply strived harder in class, going from being an average student in elementary school to a straight A’s student in junior high. Unfortunately, swimming’s positive impact was short-lived; soon, it started affecting my life negatively. Entering freshman year at a new school, I was lost. School wasn't a priority for me, swimming was.
The Rubber Ducky This little experiment was a little funny to me at first until i tried it and i felt great. So i put on some nature sounds on pandora and got in the bath tub with my rubber ducky and relaxed. I kind of just threw them in and let them float around as i was relaxing and thinking about all the stuff i had to do to prepare for the next day and how much homework i had to catch up on, i was feeling very over whelmed. After a while of thinking i started to watch the rubber duckies float around and i had like a flashback of when i was a little girl and loved playing in the bath tub with my toys. I started to remember a lot about my childhood and my bath time fun.
Moving to Florida has been hard and today its still hard, I went to a therapy and it helped me control my problem so feeling that I can control know makes me feel good but at the same time bad because it is still part of my life. This taught me that if somebody does have this to never give up because there is a way to control it and to never have it again. Daniella Yepez 5. My anxiety effects everything in life such as my eating, socializing with people, going to bed, class work, homework. Since my accident I had when I was little my anxiety grew and made things worse so knowing in my life I know I have failed many times and the felling is good somethings but something bad.
Kylee Thacker Mr. Gund English 101-000 29 August 2013 Hydrate, Hydrate, Hydrate! As I was attempting to catch my breath, sweat dripping down my face, I turned to my coach as he was yelling, “Keep moving, and grab your bottles! Hydrate!” My hands were trembling as I reached for my water bottle. Trying to run and hydrate at the same time during an interval workout was no easy task. In the middle of a challenging training session, the principal objective consuming my mind is water.