Want to send off apps. Good to go?
Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 2:47 pm
So here's the third draft. Good to go (aside from grammatical errors that I still have to fix)?
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There is a moment, perhaps a series of moments, that have the capacity to define and shape who we are and who we are capable of becoming. These moments often pass by inconspicuously, largely unnoticed or unrealized. It is not until we stop and take an instant to reflect, that we grasp and understand what has brought us to where we are today.
One such moment came four years ago: on a sweltering afternoon in July, typical of a Missouri summer, when I decided to go for my first run.
By nature I have always been a competitive and aggressive individual, playing soccer as a youth and later football. Despite my athletic pursuits though I was always a reluctant runner.
A large part of my reluctancy was rooted in a lack of self confidence. My lack of assertiveness would, as time passed, snowball into a fear of failure which, at times, was near debilitating.
Growing up, I was withdrawn and kept to myself, fearing that if I did as little as introduce myself to someone, I would undoubtedly be rejected. In school, I never participated in class discussions or answered questions, fearing what others may think if I answered incorrectly. Running scared me because of it’s difficulty. What if I had to stop mid-run, and people driving past saw me: what would they think?
For whatever reasons, I talked myself into walking out the door that day and attempt a two-mile run. That first run went how one could imagine it going. As a former defensive end, I did not possess the typical body of a long distance runner nor the aerobic capacity to carry me through to the finish. By the time I had ran a mile, I was bent at the waist, gasping for air in a futile attempt to quell the burning in my chest.
I didn’t finish the two miles: I failed, turned around, and walked home. Unlike past shortcomings however, I made the decision that I wasn’t going to let my failing dominate me into thinking that the two miles was beyond myself. I made it my goal to continue running until I could finish the distance without stopping. The day when I managed the two miles, satisfaction washed over me.
Any of feeling of accomplishment was short-lived; quickly replaced with wide-eyed ambition. I had proven to myself that running two miles was not outside my capabilities. Who was to say that I couldn’t run three miles? Three turned into four, four into seven, seven into ten, and so on.
I have been running ever since. Waking up before the sun to head out for eight miles or so has become a near daily routine for me. No longer fearing the difficult, I relish in the demanding and punishing nature of my runs. Scorching heat, blustering wind, and icy snow storms are not powerful deterrents, but mere obstacles that make the finish all the better and more gratifying.
Entering and competing in races has naturally evolved from my running. I have raced in numerous five kilometer races, several ten kilometer races, one half marathon, and I have a marathon scheduled for the near future. The thought of entering a race with hundreds or thousands of complete strangers at one time would have been enough to scare me away earlier in my life, but now, the prospect of a race elicits anticipation and excitement.
Running has played a large part in who I am today. It has shown me that failure doesn’t have to be accepted: it does not have to be the end. That If I keep my feet moving, my head up, and my eyes looking onward, I can accomplish and overcome the most daunting of tasks. Running has taught me that I am capable of much more than I ever imagined: fashioning a self-confidence that I never had before.
Despite the lessons learned, running has not safeguarded me from failure. But because I am a runner I know how to move forward after each misstep thanks to the reinforcement of past successes. I cannot say Running has played a central role in my desire to attend law school. But what it has given me, an unrelenting determination coupled with a stubbornness to never quit, has afforded me the confidence that I am prepared for any challenge that lies ahead.
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There is a moment, perhaps a series of moments, that have the capacity to define and shape who we are and who we are capable of becoming. These moments often pass by inconspicuously, largely unnoticed or unrealized. It is not until we stop and take an instant to reflect, that we grasp and understand what has brought us to where we are today.
One such moment came four years ago: on a sweltering afternoon in July, typical of a Missouri summer, when I decided to go for my first run.
By nature I have always been a competitive and aggressive individual, playing soccer as a youth and later football. Despite my athletic pursuits though I was always a reluctant runner.
A large part of my reluctancy was rooted in a lack of self confidence. My lack of assertiveness would, as time passed, snowball into a fear of failure which, at times, was near debilitating.
Growing up, I was withdrawn and kept to myself, fearing that if I did as little as introduce myself to someone, I would undoubtedly be rejected. In school, I never participated in class discussions or answered questions, fearing what others may think if I answered incorrectly. Running scared me because of it’s difficulty. What if I had to stop mid-run, and people driving past saw me: what would they think?
For whatever reasons, I talked myself into walking out the door that day and attempt a two-mile run. That first run went how one could imagine it going. As a former defensive end, I did not possess the typical body of a long distance runner nor the aerobic capacity to carry me through to the finish. By the time I had ran a mile, I was bent at the waist, gasping for air in a futile attempt to quell the burning in my chest.
I didn’t finish the two miles: I failed, turned around, and walked home. Unlike past shortcomings however, I made the decision that I wasn’t going to let my failing dominate me into thinking that the two miles was beyond myself. I made it my goal to continue running until I could finish the distance without stopping. The day when I managed the two miles, satisfaction washed over me.
Any of feeling of accomplishment was short-lived; quickly replaced with wide-eyed ambition. I had proven to myself that running two miles was not outside my capabilities. Who was to say that I couldn’t run three miles? Three turned into four, four into seven, seven into ten, and so on.
I have been running ever since. Waking up before the sun to head out for eight miles or so has become a near daily routine for me. No longer fearing the difficult, I relish in the demanding and punishing nature of my runs. Scorching heat, blustering wind, and icy snow storms are not powerful deterrents, but mere obstacles that make the finish all the better and more gratifying.
Entering and competing in races has naturally evolved from my running. I have raced in numerous five kilometer races, several ten kilometer races, one half marathon, and I have a marathon scheduled for the near future. The thought of entering a race with hundreds or thousands of complete strangers at one time would have been enough to scare me away earlier in my life, but now, the prospect of a race elicits anticipation and excitement.
Running has played a large part in who I am today. It has shown me that failure doesn’t have to be accepted: it does not have to be the end. That If I keep my feet moving, my head up, and my eyes looking onward, I can accomplish and overcome the most daunting of tasks. Running has taught me that I am capable of much more than I ever imagined: fashioning a self-confidence that I never had before.
Despite the lessons learned, running has not safeguarded me from failure. But because I am a runner I know how to move forward after each misstep thanks to the reinforcement of past successes. I cannot say Running has played a central role in my desire to attend law school. But what it has given me, an unrelenting determination coupled with a stubbornness to never quit, has afforded me the confidence that I am prepared for any challenge that lies ahead.