Emotional Journey
When I was nine I had always wanted to be an athlete. Whether it be running, football or weightlifting. I knew that there would be a sport out there for me. A sport that had my name on it. A sport, that once known to me, would be my one and only priority throughout life. I looked around for a long time going to any and every after-school club and competition. My parents helped me find it and they spent hundreds trying to find my dream sport.
When I was fourteen I had found my sport. I spent five long years looking for it and I had found it. This achievement taught me one thing. I could do anything if it was my main goal in life. No matter how hard it was I could do it if I put my mind to it. The sport I had found was race driving. I, instead of looking for it, found it by accident, just a simple day out of go-carting, but from their came my passion.
When I was nine I had always wanted to be an athlete. Whether it be running, football or weightlifting. I knew that there would be a sport out there for me. A sport that had my name on it. A sport, that once known to me, would be my one and only priority throughout life. I looked around for a long time going to any and every after-school club and competition. My parents helped me find it and they spent hundreds trying to find my dream sport.
When I was fourteen I had found my sport. I spent five long years looking for it and I had found it. This achievement taught me one thing. I could do anything if it was my main goal in life. No matter how hard it was I could do it if I put my mind to it. The sport I had found was race driving. I, instead of looking for it, found it by accident, just a simple day out of go-carting, but from their came my passion.