As athletics became a larger part of my life, I was not always the eager athlete to want to practice and train.  I knew that I had enough skill and ability to perform well for the most part.  However, I didn't have the maturity to recognize that there was so much more that was needed to really excel and perform at the higher level.  I only learned this when I got injured.  At that point, that's when I realized I needed to do so much more.  I had so much regret about not making my body stronger and more protected from injury.  I only realized then how blessed I was. During my recovery time, I realized what I wanted to do. One of the biggest lessons I learned from my parents is that whatever I have is not because of my own doing, but because of the blessing that was given to me, I have the chance to play. It was clear how much I needed and wanted to be better. It also paved a path I was uncertain about. Because of my injury, I missed the entire golf season and the beginning of the next volleyball season. Through this, I realized that my passion was for volleyball and not golf. So I committed to volleyball, leaving competitive golf behind, but transferring all I learned as a competitor. Part of me misses golf, but I genuinely love volleyball so much more.