The video discusses the benefits of Virtual reality when it comes to sports performance. With the augmented reality practice athletes can prepare mentally before any major event. Being ahead of their competition and keep guard up in any location. Virtual Reality allows any athlete a sense of security of mental repetition that cannot be replicated in a practice setting. The pressures of competition or games can cause mental errors normally but with VR the pressure is lifted by practicing certain scenarios that will help you succeed. The video then talks about anyone that can use this VR headset even if you don’t participate in said sport the augmented reality can give a confidence boost to all. Not only is it realistic it’s beneficial to those who suffer from anxiety especially in performance settings. This changes my question slightly as I might need to focus my research on one sport. However ultimately my thesis question was covered in this video.

 Can the impact of virtual reality ease the nerves of sports performance in athletes, increase their confidence and better their success rate? How can we change our way of thinking with virtual reality? Will we see an increase of virtual reality and athletes?  Will sports psychologist recommend this new technology? How will we know that virtual reality corresponds to the athletes success rate?

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I don’t even like peaches but I wish I did. The colors of crimson and yellow speckled throughout remind me of a sunset. I hate how squishy peaches feel they are so easily bruised I’m not sure how long it’ll last. The squishier the sweeter they say but I disagree. Peaches are not sweet to me. They remind me of a mean girl or sort of facade that one may have. Like my ex-best friend and her peach flavored chapstick telling lies of comfort. Peaches are fake. They’re mean, but I can’t help to want to be a peach.

Wow, It didn’t take long for my precious, “perfect” peach to rot. I tried to salvage what was left but I ended up just tossing it. Every time I opened the fridge I’d see the peach glaring at me drowning me in guilt, but as each day passed the glare turned into a cry for help. The cracks were showing and little miss Georgia Peach was starting to beg for mercy. Weird, I was jealous of a peach I should have been more forgiving but at last all things lose their glamour over time although I can’t help but I miss my peach.