Without throwing it too far back. I’ll start by saying that sports in high school were my lifeline. Everything I did for five years revolved around volleyball in the fall/winter and track in the spring. So when I decided to go to college I thought I was going to play volleyball. Turns out I found partying was more fun and in all honesty, I didn’t even want to be in college. I knew it wasn’t for me but for two years I stuck it out all while drinking cases of beer and exorbita
I used to think I hated physical activity. Growing up on a farm there was plenty to go around, despite my many attempts to get out of it. When I was younger, my parents signed me up for two different sports. Baseball and basketball. Upon winning a Semi-final game for T-ball, I began to cry because that meant I now had to play in the Final. After several summers of baseball (and hiding behind trash cans during baseball practice) I was given the option to either sign up or not.