How it all stared

Growing up I played soccer most of my life, especially throughout my middle school years; it was the only sport I saw myself doing. I knew I wasn't the best but I had a passion for it. Every year my school hosted an 800m race during PE, in 7th grade I placed 5th and in 8th grade, I placed 3rd. each year the cross country coach will ask me to join but I had no interest in running. ass middle school came to a rap I made a deal with my cousin that if I didn't make the soccer team for High School I will join the  Cross Country team. That summer I was at the soccer park almost every day practicing. As school started and soccer tryouts came around I felt ready. Weeks when by and I surprisingly made it to the final cut. The day the official team roster was posted I found my name not there, with a gloomy face I walked over to meet with the cross country coach a decision that changed my life.