ABOUT ME

Playing sports my entire life has taught me much about myself, more than I initially thought it would. When I first started playing baseball, as soon as a glove could fit on my hand and I could throw a ball, I fell in love with the sport. I continued to play baseball for the next 15 years grinding through the arm injuries, the pulled hamstrings, bruises, scrapes, blood, sweat, and tears. I did this repeatedly until my sophomore year of high school, when I stopped playing baseball. I couldn’t do it anymore. Too much time dedicated, too much of the excuse “I have practice,” too much Advil taken, it was all too much. However, I would never stop loving the sport, but I couldn’t play it anymore. It had taken over my life; it had drained me of all my physical energy, and I was sore every morning, practice or no practice.

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However, I found new ways to enjoy myself. I started playing other sports like tennis, focusing on music, and enjoying a social life in and out of school by surrounding myself with the people that I love.