What is the Significance Of Courage and Hope?
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Friday, 1 April 2016
Love At First Lift
I am very passionate about weightlifting. I got introduced into
weightlifting by my previous gymnastics coach. When my gymnastics career came
to an end she asked me to try Olympic Weightlifting, so I went in and
tried it for a week and I absolutely loved it! I was so excited to go
back and get stronger and get the technique down, and I wanted to compete. To
start off, yes I am a girl who loves lifting and no I’m not to “small” to
be lifting heavy weights. Any time I tell someone I’m a weightlifter those are
the answers to the questions I get asked, but it just so happens that I’m
pretty good at it. I’ve placed 1st at provincials for 3 years
running, and this year at nationals I managed to place 2nd, so take
that for being small and a girl. Weightlifting is practically part of me, well it is part of me, but it’s not
just something I do for fun or to stay fit, it’s like my hair; weightlifting is
a part of me. I train five days a week and I love everything about it from
being sore, to the feeling after a killer workout, but most of all the
competitions. I love the rush when I walk out onto that empty platform and it
feels like it is just me and the weights, nothing else in the world matters.
The only thing I can hear is my coach yelling at me to push up or get my
head through. But the best is when I make the lift and hear the buzzer sound
signaling for me to drop the weight, everything that I blacked out from comes
back and it’s the happiest feeling. This sport is my passion, it’s the only thing that makes me feel like I can
just let go, lift and be myself. If I am upset, mad, and sad or in any
mood my favorite place to go is the gym to lift. I’m surrounded by my
wonderful team members who are practically my family; they listen to me talk about
everything going on in my life, they dance around the gym with me when my
favorite song comes on, but when it’s time to work they push me to do my best.
The passion of this sport grew the moment I put my sweaty hands on the bar and
it has just kept growing from there. I am so happy I have a passion that keeps
me busy and healthy and strong. Weightlifting will always be a part of my life.
I’m looking into scholarships all over the world and hoping one day I’ll
be able to prove this passion I have for this sport at the Olympics.
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