Who That Boy?

Who That Boy?

          Ever since I was a young boy, I have been fascinated by the abilities of the human body. I grew up playing outside playing with balls. bats, and goals trying to replicate the feats of accomplished and world renowned athletes. As I matured into an adolescent these interests start to stem into more specific hobbies and activities. I began to spend my free time practicing American Football, Basketball, and Track and Field. These sports consumed a lot of my free time throughout my elementary and middle school years. As I developed these hobbies became a lifestyle, and the fascination I found with athletes grew deeper. I continued to strengthen these interests as I pushed forward into my high school years. I trained more vigorously the more I mature, because I began to realize that I may not have the chance to continue competing as I had for my entire life. Despite my dedication and hard work, as I approach the end of my academic career at this level, I have began to fear that I am reaching the end of my athletic career. I am currently two weeks into my senior year without any signs of being offered the chance to play or compete in collegiate athletics. The idea of not being able to challenge myself, and compete against others has started to become a reality. This reality, which I do not wish to face, has created the greatest identity crisis I have experienced to this date.
          The potential fate of not being able to do what I love does not rest well with me. I feel it is expected of me to begin to focus on studying, and only spend my free time working out or lifting for physical benefits. My desire to test my limits on a track, field, or court are supposed to be thrown away, because I did not hit my physical peak early enough into my high school career. I am certain that I will not allow myself to be overlooked by institutions that I could potentially benefit in their pursuits of athletic success. I will spend the rest of my senior year attempting to be the strongest leader on and off the field, in hope to attract the attention of some of these institutions. If my attempts to be taken as an athlete turns up to be futile, I will simply find another way to still help follow my passion of the study of the human body's capabilities. I will continue to work my hardest in school in order to be accepting to a university that excels in Pre-Medicine studies, in order to become a doctor. This will help keep some of my life long behaviors and preferences from dying out with my past identity.