A Whole New World

Now it was time for a new start: College Soccer. My old goals are no longer set in my mind. Some of them I accomplished, while others I did not quite reach. However, I think it is best not to dwell on the past; so, I made up my mind to become a more complete player and become muscularly fit (if thats a word). What is the best way to accomplish this goal? Well, I decided it was to enroll in the always popular for slackers weight lifting class at our very own Daviess County High School. Most people took this class so they wouldn't have to take a challenging class like anatomy. The consequence of this is a class 90 percent fool of kids that don't actually care a bit about getting stronger and enhancing their athletic abilities. Thankfully I had one good friend that was just as motivated as me about getting stronger. As most people know, if you don't have someone else there pushing you and spotting you, then you're not going to get the most out of your workouts. Chris also happens to be my best friend, so this weight lifting class was turning out to be a brilliant idea. It was now time for the first day of class and wow was I in for a big surprise. It was my turn to MAX OUT, which is a term used to show your progress as the class went along. My bench press MAX was only 145 pounds; there were some people in the class that had maxed over 200 pounds (but I didnt feel too bad because there were some guys who couldn't even bench 100 pounds). I felt pretty weak, but I was determined to increase my MAX by the most in the entire class. So what did I do? I set a goal to get my MAX up to 185 pounds, which Chris thought was unrealistic. I blocked out his remarks and now I had my complete focus on reaching my goal.