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First Dive Meet
The struggle was real let me tell you
This week all I had been doing was
worrying about Friday
Nothing else was important, literally
nothing! It consumed me
I felt terrible, unrested, and stresed
I felt conflicted, ashamed, and flawed
Up to this day I had felt confident
in that which I achieved
Friday came; school was bothersome
My mind only focussed on the stress
Drowing in fear, oh the irony of that
Driving to the meet was a continuous
battle of the mind and body
Tears formed before I even entered
the pool, let alone the water!
Smell of chlorine and fear onmipresent
Warm ups were a horrendous sight
Bawk! Bawk! Bawk! Quit chickening out!
Fear controlled. I was a puppet
Every action I took, the puupet master
would do the exact opposite
So many people encouraging me with
words of wisdom and kindness
Even still I smacked my side, front, back
you name it I smacked it!
Talk about starting from the bottom
Diving starts, first dive; I wash over, 2.5
I race over to the board to earn a 3
Watching girls get 6's and 7's while I
earn 2's and 3's crushed me
Completing more dives, I stood with fear
of what was next to come
Rachel now doing a front flip tuck
Heart pounding, mind racing, eyes watching
I walk off the board eyes closed; success
I completed the dive; it was a miracle
Tears formed before I even surfaced
to a proud coach and number 3
I made it through my first dive meet
Not failing any dives, placing 8th overall
Scoring a low 92, but achieving something
far better than any score that day
I achieved confidence, courage, and strength
A strating point; from there I can only go up
Now a year later looking back with nostalgia
I can't stop smiling, remembering how i felt
after that awful flip how proud I was
Today I can throw a 1 and a half
As tough as my first meet was, it is my inspiration
Thinking of what I accomplished that day
Nothing can stand in my way now not even fear
This is my story of how I started from the bottom
now I'm here; in a Varsity Dive Jacket
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This is a monumental moment in my life. Diving is a big part of my life. I love the thrill and then mental strength it contains. I love being able to see my progress in each dive.