Showing posts with label athletics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label athletics. Show all posts

Sunday, September 1, 2013

It starts now

I have never been so excited. In all my life, NOW has left me speechless. My heart pounds at the thought that I, Isaiah Henn, get another shot for my name to be heard.

I've been preparing. Don't doubt me. You'll see it the next time I race. Failure is not an option this year or the next. I work my muscles at football practice, doing squats until I can't. I condition until I'm ready to throw up. I work my core repeatedly.

I do it because it starts now. I can't take a break when my life's goal is so close.

What is my goal? The Olympics.

Rio. Brazil. 2016.

But it starts now. With squats and conditioning and core work. In the gym.

So, I'm going to keep on training. Because it starts now.

Track 2014. I'm coming.





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Sunday, August 11, 2013

The Lonely Kicker

Welcome to my world. The world of sports and conditioning. Where I do track, but excel in a field event. Where I play football.

Football. In the rest of the world, football is played with a ball at your feet. Hence the name. Here in the USA, it's played with your hands.

Unless you're the kicker.

Which I am.

I am a sophomore. This surprises a lot of my teammates due to the fact that I beat every single one of them in kicking.

I am everything, but the punter. And--so I've been told--the future, because I can kick five field goals in a row.

Surprising, since everyone wants to kill me when I miss one and they have to do push-ups.

I don't credit myself as the best kicker at Westland, I just try to get things done when needed.

And it looks like I'll be doing that a lot this year, under the lights, on Friday nights.

My team is still trying to find a back-up kicker in case I get hurt. I just let them try and I often laugh. For two reasons:
1. I don't plan to get hurt since I am the kicker and no one is allowed to tackle me.
2. While everyone else enjoys using their hands, I love to play the right way, with my feet. And unless you play soccer or are the kicker, you wouldn't understand.


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