When asked, "choose one word that describes yourself," usually I respond with athlete. From the time I could walk I've been involved in organized sports. From swim team, to soccer, to volleyball, to lacrosse. I have done it all. I am fortunate enough to be able to continue my passion for sports in college. However I'm always asked, why? Why play a sport when you could be doing something else with your time?
"When you feel like quitting, think about why you started."
Faded neon Nike cleats. Endless mud stains. Broken laces. That's what you see, but I see much more. These faded cleats are filled with timeless memories, heartbreaking losses, and unforgettable celebrations.
These cleats have given me strength when I've felt like I've had none. On my worst days I slip on my cleats, and all my stresses fade away. Once I'm wearing my cleats all outside worries seem to disappear. Nothing matters more than what's on the field.
My cleats give me a strong foundation. Broken in and molded to my feet. Laced in tight. I am safe. Nothing can hurt me.
Hour after hour, day after day these cleats get worn down. While I get built up. These cleats give me a new found confidence each time I put them on. A perfect pass. A good shot. An goal saving interception. These cleats give me the feeling that I can do anything.
While wearing these cleats I've made the greatest of friends, and my own worst enemies. My teammates are my family. They have a my back on a dropped ball, or panic pass. They have my back after a broken heart, or after a rough day of classes. These girls are there for me both on and off the field.
The bond we create year after year, game after game is indescribable. My teammate are a constant reminder why I continue to play the game I love. We play from the name on the front of our jersey, not the back.
I don't wear these cleats for the uniform. I don't wear these cleats for the trophies. I don't wear these cleats for the popularity. I wear these cleats, because these cleats are a part of who I am.
These cleats aren't just another pair of shoes tossed into my closet used to collect dust. Theses cleats are used to bring light to my day. To share laughs with my teammates. To achieve the feeling of victory, and suffer though the pain of a loss.
I have become better, faster, stronger because of these cleats. These cleats push me to my limit, but I am forever grateful. I know after a hard practice I have accomplished something, by each pass and each catch. The little strides of improvement never cease to amaze me.
I know there will come a day when I will no longer need these cleats, and when that day comes I will know that I have given it my all. I have left it all out on the field for generations of players after me. My legacy will live on in these cleats.
I will remember all the lessons I have learned from these cleats. Never give up. Push harder. Run faster. Laugh longer. Play for the love of the game.
That's what these cleats mean to me.
