A Formative Experience
During lunch, I came to the realization that I did not have time to do wrestling and teach piano lessons. I knew in my mind that there was a time conflict, but it wasn't until lunch that I comprehended what that meant. I would have to stop doing one if the activities. I decided that teaching piano lessons was more aligned to my goals than wrestling.
After school, I got home and laid down on the couch to take a short nap. I had trouble sleeping, because I was stressed about quitting wrestling. I said a silent prayer, and asked Heavenly Father to let me know if I was making the right decision. I asked him to make it very obvious to me, so that I would not have any doubt that I was doing what he wanted. I also asked him to give me leave so that I could rest my body. My anxiety subsided a little bit, and I started to think about how I was going to tell coach Little.
I decided that I should be honest with him, and tell him that because I was working at the computer shop, teaching piano lessons, and taking two AP classes, I did not have time for wrestling. Also, the time to benefit ratio for wrestling was extremely low.
As I thought about how to tell coach Little, my anxiety grew, and I could feel the areas building inside me. At this point, I had been able to rest my body, but I hadn't actually been able to fall asleep. I went into my room to kneel and say another prayer. In this prayer I asked God to give me peace, and to give me the courage to say what needed to be said. After I finished my prayer, I went to talk it over with Mom. As I talked it through with her, all the stress and anxiety bubbled up and I started to cry because of the tension within me. Mom asked if I wanted a blessing, but I declined. We went to talk to Dad, but he was working and just said that he would support me in whatever I decided.
I went to the school before practice was supposed to start. I told coach Little that I didn't think I would be able to do wrestling anymore. When he asked why, I tried to explain to him what I had rehearsed, but I got all choked up. I think that the best way to describe it was that I was visibly anxious. Coach Little noticed, and told me to just relax, and that he understood. He asked what my goals were, and I told him that I wanted to go to MIT. He said that I need to evaluate whether or not wrestling is helping me get there, and that if it isn't, he would understand if I chose not to continue. He said that it took him a long time to realize that there is more to life than wrestling.
I was extremely relieved. Coach told me to take a couple days to think it over, and then he gave me a hug. I am very grateful for him and his understanding and his advice. All the way home, all I could think about was how grateful I was for the way that he had handled the situation.
When I got home, I said a prayer thanking Heavenly Father for answering my prayers, and blessing me with a coach like Coach Little.
After school, I got home and laid down on the couch to take a short nap. I had trouble sleeping, because I was stressed about quitting wrestling. I said a silent prayer, and asked Heavenly Father to let me know if I was making the right decision. I asked him to make it very obvious to me, so that I would not have any doubt that I was doing what he wanted. I also asked him to give me leave so that I could rest my body. My anxiety subsided a little bit, and I started to think about how I was going to tell coach Little.
I decided that I should be honest with him, and tell him that because I was working at the computer shop, teaching piano lessons, and taking two AP classes, I did not have time for wrestling. Also, the time to benefit ratio for wrestling was extremely low.
As I thought about how to tell coach Little, my anxiety grew, and I could feel the areas building inside me. At this point, I had been able to rest my body, but I hadn't actually been able to fall asleep. I went into my room to kneel and say another prayer. In this prayer I asked God to give me peace, and to give me the courage to say what needed to be said. After I finished my prayer, I went to talk it over with Mom. As I talked it through with her, all the stress and anxiety bubbled up and I started to cry because of the tension within me. Mom asked if I wanted a blessing, but I declined. We went to talk to Dad, but he was working and just said that he would support me in whatever I decided.
I went to the school before practice was supposed to start. I told coach Little that I didn't think I would be able to do wrestling anymore. When he asked why, I tried to explain to him what I had rehearsed, but I got all choked up. I think that the best way to describe it was that I was visibly anxious. Coach Little noticed, and told me to just relax, and that he understood. He asked what my goals were, and I told him that I wanted to go to MIT. He said that I need to evaluate whether or not wrestling is helping me get there, and that if it isn't, he would understand if I chose not to continue. He said that it took him a long time to realize that there is more to life than wrestling.
I was extremely relieved. Coach told me to take a couple days to think it over, and then he gave me a hug. I am very grateful for him and his understanding and his advice. All the way home, all I could think about was how grateful I was for the way that he had handled the situation.
When I got home, I said a prayer thanking Heavenly Father for answering my prayers, and blessing me with a coach like Coach Little.
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