Soaking in the warmth of the sun, the smell of freshly mowed grass, the serene rhythm of my cleats against the track, I knew I was back to my home away from home. The Lacrosse field has always been my oasis for many reasons; ones that my parents do not understand, but other collegial athletes or sports enthusiasts would. It is where I get to release my stress through exercise, and where I get to play the sport I love with the people I love. While going through my mental checklist of mouth guard, water, running shoes, sunscreen, and lastly my lacrosse stick, I come to the conclusion that I am full prepared and ready to “lax.” It is funny how as I walk up to the bench I see other freshman who resembled me on my first day. Confused, intimidated, and not knowing where to go, and what to think, I was not too long ago in the very same position. Thinking back that a year ago, it was at my first day of lacrosse practice, and I had no idea what was to happen on a division one-club team in college. Unlike last year, I now come to practice being prepared, and actually being the one leading practice with my friends and fellow teammates.…