Be Proud

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After everything you need to be proud of yourself and be proud of the name that is on the front of your shirt. You represent a school and all of the people in it.

Sometimes you look like an orange (Cal State Fullerton’s colors are orange, blue and white) but you should be proud that you have an opportunity to represent the school. They have given you an opportunity to further your athletic career as well as keep playing the spot that you love.

When you wear your uniform, you need to respect it and not do anything that can disrespect the school or coaches.

Also when you wear your uniform you should respect other players and shoe them how Cal State Fullerton produces respectful individuals. Always do your best in the uniform and never give up.

Remember you represent the name on the front of your shirt and not the one on the back.

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History of the Javelin

 

The first javelin throwers were hunters looking for food. They would throw a wooden spear to try and spear the animal to kill it.

The javelin was also used by the Ancient Romans and was designed as an offensive weapon that was lighter ad could be thrown farther distances than the heavier spear, this allowed long distance attacks on the enemy.

The javelin as a competition dates back the earliest Olympics. The first known javelin competition occurred in the ancient Greek olympics. It was one event in the 5 event pentathlon.

Javelins back then had a thong attached to the grip in which the thrower would insert two fingers giving them better control on the release.

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It is still unknown if the ancient Greeks threw the javelin for accuracy or distance.

Women didn’t get to throw the javelin until the 1932 Olympics. A woman named Babe Didrikson won the event with a throw measuring 43.68 meters (143 feet, 3 inches).

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In the year 1986 the IAFF redesigned the javelins to move the center of mass moved 40mm forward. This made the javelins hit their peak and start falling earlier. They needed to redesign the javelins because the men started throwing upwards of 100m. This is very dangerous so we saw the change. Nowadays the men are starting to get close to that mark again with some throwing in the mid 90’s.

The women’s javelin followed suit in 1999.

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This illustration shows the center of mass change at work.

Traveling with Teammates

 

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As an athlete you need to travel to different competitions, so this means staying in a hotel room with 3 other people. Sometimes you luck out and get your own room like I did my freshman year at the state meet. But mainly your stuck with 3 other people of the same gender.

There are somethings that you’ll find out about your teammates that you may have not wanted to know or that you just learn something new about them. It may not by bad but it may not be good.

The last meet I traveled with my teammates I found out that she likes to walk around and explore the WHOLE hotel all alone and get lost. Yes, she got lost and forgot what room number we were.

Now not that this was a bad thing that she wants to explore the hotel, thats how I found out that they had board games at the front desk, but thats just different that what I am used to. I usually wouldn’t walk around and explore, I tend to just check if there is a pool and then I stay at the pool or in the room.

You will get exposure to how other people live, and its actually really interesting to observe the differences. Someone might like to take showers only in the morning or maybe someone only takes showers at night.

Just be respectful and keep your things tidy and in your own area. But most importantly have fun.

Athletic Trainers are your Friends

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When I first came to Fullerton I was scared to go into the training room for some reason. Maybe it was all the athletes that crowded into the room or the fact that I had to actually ask for help and explain what was going on with my body. Either way I was intimidated, but now I pretty much go in there everyday.

Don’t be afraid to ask for help, if you are hurt and want to get better instead of just keep injuring it or making it worse then ask for help. If it wasn’t for the trainers I don’t know where I’d be.

Even if you’re not injured you can still go in to take an ice bath or something to prepare you for your competition. They are there for you and there whole job is to make sure we are healthy and can compete to our highest ability.

There are so many different things that are available and the staff has knowledge that can hep you succeed in your sport.

Tips to Survive School

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Here a list of some tips that will help you survive being a STUDENT-athlete…

 

  1. Do NOT procrastinate!

I know we are all guilty of this, but it only creates more stress in the long run when we do. Trust me when you have to juggle five classes, weight room, practice, random events that your coach makes you go to (which happen quite often), studying and homework, it really takes the pressure off when you don’t have to do everything at once and you can relax if you’ve done all your work and studying rather than stressing out to get things finished on time.

2 . Have a planner or calendar

This one helped me the most, and if you take anything from this list take this one. I made a calendar for each month and fill in the dates with things from my classes syllabi. This made everything organized and in one place, so everyday I would just have to look at my calendar and everything would be there rather than looking at 5 different syllabi. One look and I can see when all the things were due and what homework I have that month.

3. Utilize your time

When you have an hour or so between practice and weight room use that time to read a book for your class or get some homework done. Trust me this hour will come in handy because you probably won’t want to do anything after practice for a bit and that takes away an hour of work or reading later.

4. Have fun

Things will get stressful and hard but don’t worry you’ll get through it and al of the hard work will pay off. Take all the opportunities that you can to go hang out with your teammates and things because your days at the school and on the team are limited.

Trust the Process

All season my coach has told me to trust the process and that a big throw was coming.  I believed him, but my confidence started to fade because I kept throwing right around the same distance every meet, for 5 meets I threw an average of 43m, so it was hard to keep trusting the process, clearly I wasn’t throwing any farther. Now throwing 43m is not bad, but when I am trying to make the regional mark which is at least 45m it is very frustrating  that I am not advancing.

With three meets left in my season and the pressure of making regionals breathing down my neck, the process finally paid off. My coach was right, a big throw did come. But in the days leading up to the meet, my hopes of making regionals were fading. My body was tired, sore, and I was starting to doubt myself because I had thrown the same mark the past 3 meets. To add to the lack of confidence, practice that week was not great either. The day we threw I had a horrible practice, and I mean horrible. I could not throw far at all. Something was just off, I barely was throwing 120 feet which is 20+ feet less than I normally throw. My body and mind just was not capable of doing what I wanted it to do, I kept messing up on my footwork or my arm would pull across my body. I could tell coach was not happy so that made me feel down, this was not the kind of practice that was going to get me a regional mark. Or was it?

Come meet day I get up and get my uniform on as normal, get all my snacks, make a fruit smoothie, and drive to school. I knew the day was going to be long because I didn’t throw until around 5pm. We left school at 10:45am. This alone had me worried, I have learned in the past that I like to throw in the morning because I am awake and ready to throw; compared to later on in the day where I have been laying around at the track meet all day, not eating that much because I don’t want to be stuffed and heavy. Being at a track meet in the sun drains you even if you aren’t doing anything, and that is what I was worried about. Other than that I felt normal, not nervous, not excited, nothing.

About 6 hours later it was finally time for me to throw. My picking felt good (short throws for warm up) then I got onto the runway to do my warm up throws there. My first 5 step was at least 41m, wow. That shocked me, I normally didn’t throw that far with that short of approach. A few more warm up throws and now the nerves started to kick in. I was freaking out and my heart was racing. There was about 20 photographers with huge lenses surrounding the runway.

On my second throw I threw 45m and that was a Personal record and would probably allow me to make regionals, but I felt good and I knew I had more in the tank. Sure enough on my final throw I threw another PR and this one was huge, I threw 47.77m! This was a lifetime PR and I know for sure made regionals now because I was now 25th in the West region. Now I get to go to Sacramento at the end of May.

When Things Don’t Go Your Way

Success consists of going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.

-Winston Churchill

This quote has a lot of meaning to me.  I fail more than I succeed it seems. I feel like I let my team down, my coach down and most importantly myself down when I fail. Over my athletic career there has been too many failures to count, and at the time they were all hard, although looking back to those failures I am forever grateful; I would not be where I am today without those failures. If you don’t fail you won’t succeed, because you learn from those failures and learn to better yourself. I never quit and I never let the failures get to me, rather they fueled me to do better and not do the same things again. I’ve bettered myself.

This past weekend I experienced what to me was a failure. I had a track meet at home. Ah my home run way! I was so excited, this was my house and I was going to destroy the competition. My arm wasn’t hurting (I have bicep tendentious), my knee was fine, my back was feeling okay, I was ready to kick some butt!

That is, until my first throw.

The official called my throw a “flat” which means they don’t measure it and it’s a foul. A flat is when the tip of the javelin (part with the metal cover) doesn’t point towards the ground,  it doesn’t have to stick in the ground but that tip just has to turn towards the ground in the air.

I wasn’t counting it a failure just yet, but after he called my second throw flat also i started having a hint of doubt. If I didn’t get a throw that counted on my next throw I would not make the finals. I needed to make the finals so my next throw I changed my approach from my full throw to a 5 step which is just a warm up I do in practice. I was confident this would at least be called fair and they would measure it, and it was, but no where near where I should be throwing.

Making it to finals means I get three more throws, and the next two where called flat. So no marks again. At this point the official had called four of my throws and four of my teammates throws flat! This wouldn’t be a problem if the official was doing his job right, but he wasn’t. I later found out that the official thought the javelins needed to stick in the ground in order to be measured. So this means all of our throws should have been called fair but he didn’t know that.

Four out of my six throws didn’t count that day, and my marks (how far the ones they measured went) was no where near where I was normally throwing. To me, this was a failure. I had gotten third, when I was capable of getting first. The girls who got first and second threw less than what I normally throw so I would have won. I had let my coach down and I had let my family down, whom had all traveled to watch me that day. I failed them, I failed to do my best.

But from this failure, it lit a fire. This week I’ve hit the weight room hard, Ive practiced and worked on what I need to in my throw. I’m ready for the next meet. I didn’t get down on myself and I didn’t quit, I embraced the failure and made something from it.  Now you might not agree because “thats still good! You still got third!” but to me, not doing my best is a failure.