Personal Narrative: My First District Tournament
Ten and a half pounds over the weight you have to be the day before the District tournament is not the place you want to be in. This may have been one of the worst days of my entire life. Running for hours wanting to give up, feeling like I was ready to pass out, sweating bullets, and body aching. Tasting the acid in my mouth, my stomach empty, and my head pounding. Skipping breakfast and lunch and not being able to drink or eat until a very light dinner was the worst.
The District tournament was Saturday February 25th and friday the 24th was in the running for one of the hardest days of my entire life. I woke up on the morning of the 24th, I walked into my bathroom and pulled out a scale to check my weight. I was freezing wearing only pajama
bottoms when I checked my weight. I stepped on and the scale read 138.1. I couldn't believe it, it just left me in shock. So making sure i didn't read it wrong i took the pajama bottoms off and stepped back on and the scale then read 138.0. Right then and there in that bathroom is where I wanted to just give up and quit. But i knew that i didn't come and work this hard just to give up at this point. My mom walked over to the bathroom where I was and she asked, “how is your weight today?” Still half asleep I said under my breath, “you don’t want to know.”
I got out of the car at school and started walking into the building and got a text from coach Nasdeo in a group chat that two others were in with myself that had to watch our weight. The text read, “ please come see me to get my keys, you all need to check your weight before first period I will write you a pass.” All three of us met down in the locker room where the scale was.
The District tournament was Saturday February 25th and friday the 24th was in the running for one of the hardest days of my entire life. I woke up on the morning of the 24th, I walked into my bathroom and pulled out a scale to check my weight. I was freezing wearing only pajama
bottoms when I checked my weight. I stepped on and the scale read 138.1. I couldn't believe it, it just left me in shock. So making sure i didn't read it wrong i took the pajama bottoms off and stepped back on and the scale then read 138.0. Right then and there in that bathroom is where I wanted to just give up and quit. But i knew that i didn't come and work this hard just to give up at this point. My mom walked over to the bathroom where I was and she asked, “how is your weight today?” Still half asleep I said under my breath, “you don’t want to know.”
I got out of the car at school and started walking into the building and got a text from coach Nasdeo in a group chat that two others were in with myself that had to watch our weight. The text read, “ please come see me to get my keys, you all need to check your weight before first period I will write you a pass.” All three of us met down in the locker room where the scale was.