Kailyn Scully – LRHS News
(LAKEWOOD RANCH, FL) – Everyone has something that they are passionate about in life – a hobby, a job, a lifestyle. For me, I pour my soul into sports.
My life completely revolves around athletics. My summers are filled with workouts and conditioning, my weekends are consumed by tournaments and competitions, and my weeks are full of practices. “Free time” was only a distant memory to me, or at least it was.
Two months ago I got an avulsion fracture in my right ankle, and I haven’t competed since.
I didn’t mind crutches or a swollen ankle or ice-baths; the one thing that bothered me was my inability to compete.
My cross country season? Gone.
This was my first year running cross country at LRHS. I worked all summer in the scorching sun in order to prepare for the season. After workouts five days a week all summer long, my hard work was only shown in one meet. It was heartbreaking knowing that a simple tweak of an ankle ended my season.
Since then I have had lots a excess time. For the first time in years I don’t have practices or games everyday. Although I go to physical therapy, that is only an hour out of my week. It may seem strange, but I feel kind-of lost without daily practices.
As my team continued to run strong throughout the season, I wished more than anything that I could run alongside them. Not being able to compete with my team hurt more than my fractured ankle.
I eventually accepted the fact that I am out for the cross country season, but basketball season has just begun.
This is my third year on the LRHS varsity girls basketball team, and because of my ankle I might not be performance ready in time for the first game.
I have been playing the game of basketball since I was seven years old, and I love it. The saying “ball is life” reflects upon my life almost perfectly. My teammates this year are some of the same teammates that I’ve been playing with for years. They are like my second family, and family sticks together no matter what.
Even on crutches, I continued to attend the basketball practices. Watching the girls that I grew up with playing the sport I love when all I could do was sit on the sideline and watch was excruciating.
After four weeks on crutches, I finally began “walking” (more like limping). Over the weeks I gradually increased the amount of drills and workouts I participated in as my ankle began to heal. Honestly, that was even harder than just sitting on the sideline. When I knew that I couldn’t do anything, I didn’t expect anything. However, as I began being able to jump and jog, I wanted to just jump back into the swing of things. Unfortunately, my ankle had different plans for me. My hope would rise, then my ankle would hurt, then my heart would break; it was a never-ending cycle.
Every athlete feels the wrath of an injury at some point in their life,but my ankle is only a small setback for a big comeback. I plan on dominating the basketball court this winter because I have two-months worth of competitive juices flowing through my veins ready to be set free.