Sports. The very idea used to send a shiver through me. I am an absolute klutz most of the time and in soccer, I fell more often than I scored a goal. My parents first put me in soccer when I was four. However, I spent more time chasing butterflies and helping the opposing team's players up after a fall than chasing the ball. Oh yeah, my parents figured out that soccer was not my calling.
Then I tried ice skating which was also not great because it's an advantage to be smaller to skate, and I am nearly five foot nine. So skating was out as were tennis and running due to broken toes and ankles.
Then I decided to throw myself into swimming as a last-ditch effort to find a sport that suited me. I finally found it. I knew what to do and my success was not determined on other people, on a team, but solely on myself. Swimming is an individual sport. I had finally found my calling...in sports, anyway!
Finding a sport can be good for an Aspie. Friendships can come from sports teams. Not necessarily developed because of how good you are athletically, but mainly because you're thrown together a lot, and people bond from that sort of stuff.
I hope you can find a sport because it truly is so much fun.
Happy New Year to everyone! Drive safe!
This was originally posted at confessionsofateenageaspie@wordpress.com on December 31, 2010.
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