I want to blog but I'm not a blogger. I want to share my experiences but I don't have a large social circle. So, if you will indulge me, I think I'll write my coaching experiences here and satisfy my needs while (hopefully) entertaining you in the process.
Here's my first installment:
Net Talk or
My life as a first year D3 collegiate tennis coach -
Anyone can coach. This is something I've heard multiple times in the last few years. It has a variety of meanings and I often think about the implications of those words and how they apply to real life. My life.
The coaching seed was planted back in the spring of 1985 when I first joined the Sierra High School tennis team. I remember the first time I met the coach. She had long blond hair, stunning green eyes, and a white VW Cabrio convertible. She wasn't the greatest tennis player (I honestly don't remember anything about her ability to play tennis) but I remember her and how she made me feel. I remember being a part of the team (or not, as was the case sometimes, but that's another story). I watched her and thought "I could do that. What a fun job that would be."
With high school studies, planning on and attending college, and then life...well, coaching became just another dream.
Until now. Yes, I have been a USPTA certified Pro, taught tennis, and captained USTA teams but I haven't coached a team. There has never been anything on the line more than teaching skills, filling classes, and having fun. With coaching, it's about the skills, abilities, experiences, and competitions of others. I find this to be a weighty responsibility. I want to be a person who can teach, correct, communicate, and inspire. I want my players to grow, improve, and find joy in tennis. I don't want to call myself a coach, imparting a moniker or title just to satisfy my ego. I want my players, my mentors, my colleagues...those who truly matter... to help me become a coach. I want to earn the title.
And that is what I have been working toward earning this past week. I told my players that if they would give me 100%, I would give them 100%. I believe we have all been striving toward that goal and I couldn't ask for more than what these women have given. To be honest, I am terrified I will fail them. That I am not enough. But then I see them rising to my challenges and giving their all day after day and I am empowered to try, to work harder at being the person I want to be, to earn their respect and the right to be called their coach.
Edited by Scoutermom, 26 August 2017 - 10:41 AM.