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Freshman year, it was my first time doing track. I really wanted to do shot put because my dad and my aunt did it in high school and they were very good. I tried to do the glide at first and then rotational, but then I realized I should stick with the glide. I didn't really know if I'd like it but I still tried it. Once I tried shot put I fell in love with it. I always wanted to do it. All through the season, I did a technique called the glide. That was the normal high school technique. For a freshman and a new thrower, I did very well. That summer I went to a camp and I learned a new technique called rotational that many college throwers do. I found it to be very fun, so I thought that I'd try it during the school season. I practiced it …show more content…
I really wanted to do good and make varsity my sophomore year and I thought that if I changed my technique maybe I’d get there. For young throwers that have a smaller body type, the rotational technique is easier so that they can throw farther. When doing rotational it means that you’re spinning in a circle as if you were doing discus, but with a shot put. With the glide, you’re looking towards the back of the ring in which you throw in and go backward towards the front. Finally, it was school season I was ready to throw farther and make varsity. After around half of the season was over I still wasn’t doing as good as I wanted, actually, I was doing worse than the year before. I was mad. I had been working so hard all year and it seemed like it was a waste of time and I shouldn't even have done it. I decided that I would talk to my coach and ask his opinion on if I should even keep doing rotational or if I should go back to the glide because I realized if I wanted to be good I needed a change. My coach helped me individually for months on rotational because he wanted me to do good, but I felt bad because he put in a lot of time and effort to help me and I may just give it up. One meet my coach and I decided that I would throw two of my throws from rotational and my other two in

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