Being an athlete in high school most likely took up way more time in your schedule than you realized … until you got to college. You suddenly found yourself sitting in your dorm with no practices to go to, no games to plan around and nothing to do. Keep reading for 10 signs your high school athletic days are over!
It kept you warm for long enough and is full of memories, but it’s time to hang it up for a Syracuse hoodie.
Wait … you mean I won’t be in shape forever? No more workouts with the team means it’s up to you to keep yourself healthy.
Some people love their sport so much they can’t help but try to stay involved. Others … not so much.
You either know everything that’s going on in his or her life because of social media, or you haven’t seen them since your final practice.
“Remember that one time coach made us run for an extra ten minutes?”
It’s not you and your friends on the field anymore. There’s a new team group chat. Admit it; it hurts a little.
Besides realizing there’s a new team, you realize it’s a new team full of people you don’t know.
Wait, what? When did I get old? Why does my leg hurt after stretching?
Now you have an opportunity to check some other things out. Maybe you’ll start a new sport, or maybe you can write for a campus publication. So many options!
Sure, you may have felt the energy from the student section in high school while you were on the field in the game, but have you ever been a part of it?
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