As mentioned in the last blog I came to find passion on shooting, it was something that made me happy. I couldn’t stop thinking about it, it actually helped me in other areas of my life as well, the focus and relaxation I got from it helped me with my school projects quite a lot since I could get into the “zone” of studying and shut everything else off.
The experience was amazing as long as it lasted, sadly not to long. The club where I shot had financial problems and they just stopped doing it anymore, cannot say I wasn’t devastated but there was absolutely nothing I or anyone of us shooters could do. What’s done is done, but just the though that I wouldn’t be able to shoot anymore made me sad.
Weeks went by, school was going fine but I felt a void in me, a void which could only be filled by sports, by doing something which gave me a higher purpose (of course school gave me a higher purpose but I also wanted something sport related since it was always my dream to be a world class athlete at any sport). In the meantime, I did play a lot of volleyball in school and outside of it, even joined the club for a few months but it wasn’t my sport, I loved playing it with my friends but even thinking about competing in it didn’t set well with me.
The struggle you go through in days where you have nothing to do (as far as competing goes) is quite bothersome. The thoughts of going back to football came more than once, I probably was capable to rejoin the team with a few months of preparations but it didn’t feel right, going back to something I quit first because of my injury and then because I probably got ‘bored of’ wasn’t the right thing to do. I kept searching. . .
Weeks go by, we were about to finish high school (I think I’ll write something about graduation and prom on a later blog) when I came across the most beautiful sport in the world, not only beautiful, this sport is majestic. I started doing ‘ARCHERY’. For the first time in my life, I felt like I belonged there. The moment my hands got a hand on the ‘bow grip’ was the moment I realized that this is what I want to do for the rest of my life. How I started archery is a rather funny story, which I will eventually share but I don’t feel quite comfortable sharing it yet fully as it happened (it is a special and beautiful story). Archery met all the criteria I always though made a sport amazing. Archery is very relaxing sport which requires huge amount of preparations if you want to do well and you have to be physically prepared if you want to be a good shot, so in short you must be physically fit and psychology calm to have a chance of being a good.
The reason which pushed me to love the sport even more is the history behind it, bows and arrows have been used for thousands of years to survive. Having that thought in the back of my head pushed me to work as hard as possible.
The experience was amazing as long as it lasted, sadly not to long. The club where I shot had financial problems and they just stopped doing it anymore, cannot say I wasn’t devastated but there was absolutely nothing I or anyone of us shooters could do. What’s done is done, but just the though that I wouldn’t be able to shoot anymore made me sad.
Weeks went by, school was going fine but I felt a void in me, a void which could only be filled by sports, by doing something which gave me a higher purpose (of course school gave me a higher purpose but I also wanted something sport related since it was always my dream to be a world class athlete at any sport). In the meantime, I did play a lot of volleyball in school and outside of it, even joined the club for a few months but it wasn’t my sport, I loved playing it with my friends but even thinking about competing in it didn’t set well with me.
The struggle you go through in days where you have nothing to do (as far as competing goes) is quite bothersome. The thoughts of going back to football came more than once, I probably was capable to rejoin the team with a few months of preparations but it didn’t feel right, going back to something I quit first because of my injury and then because I probably got ‘bored of’ wasn’t the right thing to do. I kept searching. . .
Weeks go by, we were about to finish high school (I think I’ll write something about graduation and prom on a later blog) when I came across the most beautiful sport in the world, not only beautiful, this sport is majestic. I started doing ‘ARCHERY’. For the first time in my life, I felt like I belonged there. The moment my hands got a hand on the ‘bow grip’ was the moment I realized that this is what I want to do for the rest of my life. How I started archery is a rather funny story, which I will eventually share but I don’t feel quite comfortable sharing it yet fully as it happened (it is a special and beautiful story). Archery met all the criteria I always though made a sport amazing. Archery is very relaxing sport which requires huge amount of preparations if you want to do well and you have to be physically prepared if you want to be a good shot, so in short you must be physically fit and psychology calm to have a chance of being a good.
The reason which pushed me to love the sport even more is the history behind it, bows and arrows have been used for thousands of years to survive. Having that thought in the back of my head pushed me to work as hard as possible.
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