You Probably Could Care Less But....

You've only heard me mention Soccer what, twice on this blog? Well here's my soccer story. I sure as poop hope nobody on my new team sees this... ever. Well, Audrey can. I love you Audgie. Anypoop, I decided to give soccer a whack at the young and tender age of 9. Here's a list of the problems that came with that.
1. I was a chubster
2. I was unmotivated, unlike Emily over here.
3. I was an asthmatic, so I used that as an EXCUSE to walk to every ball, not run.
4. I didn't take soccer into serious consideration AT ALL.

Audgie and I watching a girl's varsity game after school. Meet my kermit the frog hat. he's very popular.

Boy do I regret these excuses and considerations now. Soccer is the one sport I like to channel my passion and drive (which I often don't have) to become better into. I wasn't the naturally gifted child, and i've had to fight tooth and nail over countless physical setbacks to get even HALF way to where I am today. I played recreational soccer for 5 and a 1/2 years before I considered Soccer to be something I wanted to personally pursue. In my final season of Rec, I decided that i was to work to a level of skill in which i could play competitive, no more of this half heartedness. I prayed that Heavenly Father would give me the confidence and perseverance so I could try out for my school's varsity team. Of course, I came up a little short, but I landed myself the position of JV goalie (which i had only been playing for a few weeks (consistently) and learned so much from the experience LIKE the fact that it made me want to be on Varsity THAT MUCH MORE). Shortly after that horribly pathetic season ended (love you team ;} ) I was noticed enough by the Varsity Soccer coach (who is to be my math teacher this year as well (it's a small school people)) to get on to his COMPETITIVE AAA level SOCCER TEAM! C: :D :) :} :] :DDDDDDDDDDDDD.  Without trying out :D :D :D. I was so excited I resisted the urge to pee and vomit all over his carpet, so Audrey and I saved the celebration for outside his room. Unfortunately my future Spanish teacher saw that..... whoops. Now, 2 months into this season, I often get discouraged by my inadequacy and undeveloped skills, but there are times when I see a glimmer of hope in my perseverance. It all comes down to prayer to my Heavenly Father, asking for guidance and confidence in my skills and the talents that HE gave me. I almost always forget how much his support has attributed to every skill Heavenly Father has given me. He is incredible.
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