Final Project Blog #1

During my gymnastics career, I had the time of my life. I considered gymnastics my life then, and even now. When I look back at old pictures and videos, I realize how good I really was. Back about 6 years ago was the time I was really at my prime. I was too young to understand anything that was going on and I was competing gymnastics for fun. The training and practices were serious, but I never thought anything of it. Back in the day, I trained for about 16 hours a week on top of meets which were every few weeks. I would show up at the gym prepared, ready to do my best. I would come with a water bottle, a gym bag, and my leotard. Gymnastics class, also known as “nastics” was a time for flipping and fun. I remember I understood the concept of practicing and critiquing my skills whenever the coaches would yell at me. I built a very close bond with all my coaches and teammates. I remember always considering them my second family. My favorite coach, Miss Julie, was like my second mother to me. And sometimes, I would see the head coach, Mr. Mike more than my dad. It wasn’t because my family wasn’t there for me, it was just that I was at the gym more often then I was home. Meets were the most exciting yet sometimes upsetting things about gymnastics. Gymnasts go to meets and compete against other gymnasts from other gyms. Either your better than them, or your worse, its simple as that. At each meet, you compete in front of a judge and earn a score for the routine you performed. Then, at each meet after, you would try to improve that score by working extremely hard at practice. I soon started to grow older, and not wanted to go to gymnastics as much. I began concentrating more on my social life and quit my life of gymnastics. Every now and then I’ll go to the gym just to have some fun and attempt certain skills. I will always wish to do now what I could do back then.