Hello, all Leviner Life readers! I’m so grateful to be a part of Anna’s new blog series, based on the book The Daring Book for Girls. She has asked her readers to contribute stories about all sorts of topics that might relate to them and although my topic wasn’t on the list at first, I managed to convince Anna to allow me to guest post… Not that it took much convincing though :)
Moving right along,
my name is Kristine and I blog over at Living Barefoot and Crazy. I’m here
today to discuss my “occupation”? I guess you could call it? in coaching and
playing volleyball.
For those of you who
are unfamiliar with the sport of volleyball, let me make it easy for you:
Seriously, you guys.
That’s it. But more fun, duh.
I started playing
volleyball in 3rd grade for the Boys and Girls Club -- I really wish I could've found one of my old team pictures from back in those days... they are PRICELESS. We had nets the
height a little taller than a badminton net, and giant neon yellow volleyball
balls that were one step above beach balls. I don’t know if it was the enormous
volleyballs we played with or what, but I fell in love with the sport at first
serve. I continued to play up until my early 20s, or until there was nowhere
else for me to go with my career in volleyball – sure, I still play once in a while but on a co-ed team with a group of
people 50 plus years old. I played middle school volleyball, high school
volleyball, club (or ‘select’)
volleyball, received honorable mention my senior year of high school, then went
on to play for a local community college… unfortunately, my college career
ended after only one year due to a volatile relationship I was in and my lack
of motivation to go to classes.
Once I ended my high
school playing career, -- seriously kicking myself for not being able to find any pics of me ballin' it up -- I started helping out with the volleyball club I once
played for. I began my coaching career as a “volleyball trainer” of some sort
for a few girls because we didn’t have enough to make a team. The next year, I
became an assistant coach for the girls in my little brother’s class. I spent
one year as an assistant for them then moved up into the head coaching position
for them. I had a blast with these girls and I’m so proud to say I aided them
in achieving their goals of playing in college. However, I guess it’s true when
they say all good things have to come to an end… the club ended up “shutting
its doors”, leaving me without a coaching job.
About a year later, I
got in contact with one of the most well-known clubs in my area and landed a
head coaching position with them. My coaching career with them only lasted that
one year after I learned I was offered the head coaching position at a high
school for their varsity team. This meant I was in charge of the program! I
set-up open gyms for the girls who were interested in trying out to come play
around for a few hours a week, I held brutal tryouts (my old player’s words; not mine… I didn’t think they were THAT tough…),
I built up the program, I traveled with the team to away matches. This lasted
only two years though, due to the long commute I had and putting in all my time
and effort into making a great program and good squad only for it to go
unappreciated.
After ending my high
school coaching stint, I got back into that aforementioned well-known club and
have been coaching there ever since (so,
the past three consecutive years).
I love what I do,
even though I might complain about the time commitment and the length of the
season, and whatever else, but when all is said and done, I am in love with the
sport and I can’t imagine walking away from it. The most gratifying part about
coaching is when those girls get that “aha” moment; when everything they’ve
been taught comes together and makes sense. Seeing them get so competitive and
intense on the court and their drive to want to win and be a better athlete is
something words cannot even explain. Sure, I’ve gone through times when I’ve
just wanted to hang up my coaching hat for good, but these rewarding moments
trump any negativity.
Thank you again,
Anna, for letting me guest post and share my story with volleyball!
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