My first week or so at Wartburg, I really tried figuring out who I wanted to be. In high school, I felt like there was a lot of pressure from my peers to be a certain type of person and I wasn't sure that I wanted to be this person here. I mean college is a new start so I had the chance to be whoever I wanted. I met some really nice girls on my floor right away and clicked with them. They were people I could go to the Mensa with, watch TV shows with, etc. However, I still didn't really have that feeling of belonging yet. Track had not started yet at this time but I had been hearing from everyone about how close nit the track and field family was. Some people even described them as a cult that only stayed within their own group and didn't branch out. I am one who likes to be involved in all sorts of different activities and socialize with all types of people. That's just how I was raised so this idea kind of intimidated me. I wasn't sure what to expect but Tuesday we had our first day of practice as a team and I felt like I fit in right away. The upper classmen made me feel at ease, comfortable, and most of all that I had a right to be there. Throughout this week so far, the team has shown tremendous support for each other. Our hardest day this week was probably yesterday. We were to attempt to run two 300 meter shuttle runs, complete as many pushups that you could in one minute, and then as many sit ups possible in one minute. It was so cool to see how everyone cheered each member on. If you were struggling you had 20 to 30 some girls there motivating you to finish. They don't allow you to quit which I think is a huge attribute for a person to obtain. The team was like a family not a cult and I finally felt like I found the place at Wartburg where I belonged. I loved it.
Chelsey:)
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