I found a beauty in the flow, the fast-slow rhythm of bump, set, spike, back and forth. The violence of a spike, the movement to retrieve it, the pattern of a well-practiced offense.
As a high school male, besting an opponent held a lot of attraction, and I knew how to hit hard, down and with good deception of where the spike would be going. As I got older and more practiced, I was attracted to the anticipation of where the ball would go on defense, and my ability to get there.
Teamwork held some attraction. I’ve always preferred small-team play to individual sports, like golf, track, wrestling. In tennis, I played doubles rather than singles.
Is volleyball the sport for you? Do you enjoy playing, or is it hard work? Are you any good at it now? Are you willing to put in the time and practice to get better? Do you enjoy being part of a team? If you weren’t playing volleyball, what else could you be doing? If any of the answers to these questions is negative, then move on. Love it or leave it.