How Archery Impacted My Life

By August 15, 2015Competition, NFAA
          I was somewhere around 4 years old when my dad first put a bow in my hands. I got this rush every time I shot an chy6arrow; I knew that this sport was special. That rush never went away, to this day there is nothing like hearing a bow go off and hit the target.
         Up until my freshman year of high school, I played volleyball. I was taller for my age so I was obviously a hitter. It was the start to our season and I was starting as a setter/hitter. A couple of plays into the game I finally got a ball and as soon as I swung my arm for the hit I knew that the pop I felt in my shoulder wasn’t normal. I was immediately in pain. I was rushed to the Athletic Trainer for testing and see how bad the damage was. They told me that I had almost no range of motion and that doing anything for the next couple months was next to impossible. I went to the doctors for scans and such to see how bad the damage actually was. I had a minor tear in my right rotator cuff, lots of inflamed muscles, tendentious, and I had worked my shoulder way too much. They offered surgery but I knew how long that meant for me being out of sports, so I denied and opted for going through a long road of physical therapy. The next week there I was in the Physical Therapy office ready for the long road.
        They told me that I had two pick between the 2 sports that meant the most to me. It was one of the hardest decisions I’ve ever had to make. After thinking about collage and what could do the most for me further down the road, my love for archery showed itself. I knew that I hadn’t shot archery for this long just to give it up for nothing.

        The next 2 months I judged 3D targets more than I have ever judged in my life since that was the closest to actually chy4participating in the sport. When it got too cold out, I was inside the shop working on other people’s bows, working with little
kids, anything that could get me near the sport. I was truly blessed when it came to my Physical Therapists and everyone who helped me through the whole process. Our school Athletic Trainer, who I worked with the most, made sure that she knew everything she could about the functions of the body to make sure I recovered in the best way.
       The long road of exercising and physical therapy continued up until late January when one doctor’s visit made me the happiest girl alive. I was finally released to shoot. Of course, they gave me things to follow like how much I would be able to pull, how many shots a day I would be able to shoot, things so that it would push me towards the road of success. Within a matter of hours my brother and I were out working on my bow so that I would be able to shoot.
       It was something in pulling a bow back again, the feeling of executing a shot again. It was so simple, yet so amazing to me. Itchy7 was like I was that 4-year-old girl again just learning to shoot a bow for the first time. Thinking back on the whole journey, I learned so much. Determination like no other because I knew I wanted something and it couldn’t be given to me without putting tremendous amounts of effort put into it. I leaned closer to my faith in God than every before because I knew
throughout the whole journey, healing wouldn’t have occurred without my God laying his hand on me. It showed me how amazing friends and family are when you

have a time in need. Archery will forever have a special place in my heart, its part of who I am.

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