I made that decision in September 2002. It was a dark rainy night and I was crying my eyes off. I was cycling home from the ice rink, for the last time. My coaches had just told me that despite the good progress I had made during the past summer, I was not skilled enough to keep up with the rest of the team. I had been given two choices: to be an alternate or quit. I had chosen the later one.
I started skating at the age of 12, which is undeniably late to become any good at it. But from the very first practice on I loved it! There were no sufficient training facilities or coaching available in my little town, but I compensated it with enthusiasm. Many mornings before school I went to the ice rink to practice on my own. I was a huge fan of this junior synchronized team three hours drive from my town. I kept watching videos of their programs, thinking that my life would be perfect if I skated with them.
USA exchange student in 1999 |
At first everything went well. We were getting new programs and sharing spots to skate in them. I looked up to the other girls and was happy when they treated me nicely. But soon competition spots were announced and I was an alternate on both programs. At practices it was lonely and boring to always skate alone outside of the programs, and little by little I began losing my motivation. I got no attention from the coach, and a majority of the girls formed cool cliques leaving me and a few others outside.
I showed up at every practice but basically did nothing to train. I did not believe I could become as good as the other girls to earn a competition spot. I despised myself for being so pathetic and unsocial, but once I had fallen into the pattern of not trying I could not pull myself out of it. The season went by and I traveled to all competitions just to stand on the boards and watch the others to skate. I had never been as unhappy.
Nationals in 2002 |
When the season's first competition got closer, it was again time to announce competitors and alternates. Then I was told I could not make it; no matter how hard I would practice, the skill gap between me and the others would still remain too big. Swallowing tears I said goodbye to the team, them telling "It was a pleasure to see you train with such a great attitude change and improve so much. What a shame it was not enough in the end."
I failed reaching the biggest dream of my by-then lived life. I still cannot say whether I would have succeeded if from the beginning on I would have believed in myself to try my best. Now I think I would have improved enough to compete during the second season if I had trained properly during the first season. I will always keep doubting that one, but nevertheless I learned my most important life lesson.
Since that incident I have always fought full-on for what I want most (even though at times I do not really know what it is). Sometimes I have made mistakes, sometimes I have lost it all and sometimes I have gotten exactly what I wanted. Determination is one of the characters I nurture most and I aim to keep it up!
Successful come-back at junior B level in 2005! |
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