Gymnastics

For thirteen years of my life, I was a gymnast. From age three to sixteen I spent every waking hour in the gym with my friends and coaches. It's hard to describe the gymnastic life to people who know nothing about it. The gym is an extremely family oriented place, the team is your family and your coaches another set of parents. While in training you go through everything with these people, they see your intense fears, your confidence, your strengths, your weaknesses, and you develop such intense trust in your teammates and coaches, it becomes a whole separate life. I love gymnastics, I always will love it. When I retired my freshmen year of high school, I was ready for a change, and went into theater and became more involved in my school. Throughout high school I began to coach gymnastics at gym nearby and it was nice to be back in the sport without having to train hardcore for sixteen hours every week. Now and then I would go to an open session and do old routines and see tumbling I could still do. It made me feel at home, I could do things that not the average person could do. In the gym you know your place, you know your goals, and you know your progress. It's a steady environment.
Now that I'm in college, I find myself yearning to be back in the intense world of training and competition. I loved everything about gymnastics, the flying, the skills, the strength, and especially what it did to my mind and body. Gymnastics has kept me out of so much in life, I never had time to get into trouble, or for boy drama, or for dumb things that kids get themselves into. I sincerely hope that my child does gymnastics, boy or girl.
I hope that I can soon satisfy this craving, I miss the sport.

Peace