I grew up attending a small Catholic elementary school in town of Endicott, NY, knowing the same 15 other girls and eight boys since kindergarten. Because our school was so small, we only had CYO (Catholic Youth Organization) sports leagues and then a Modified league in which it joined up with the other three local Catholic schools to combine to one team under the local Catholic high school, Seton Catholic Central. In 8th grade, the idea of meeting other kids from the local Catholic schools was exciting and yet terrifying. I was an awkward individual. I had started to lose some of my baby fat, my braces that had been on F-O-R-E-V-E-R were finally coming off, and I wasn't comfortable in my own skin. When you see the same people every single year for nine years, the idea of meeting new friends is extremely appealing. Although small, my school had cliques and social classes like any other public school.
Under the thought process that "sports gave you structure" embedded into me by my father, I decided to join the Modified Track team. Not being the star athlete like my brother, I decided to pick a sport where I didn't feel the pressures of not being in the sport since I was in diapers. Track seemed ...
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