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Gymnast
and it's so bittersweet. I competed my last meet ever today and I'm feeling nostalgic. I'm headed off to college in the fall and I'm so not ready to be done. To me gymnastics is more than a sport, it has been a huge part of my life for so long (okay maybe 6 years isn't that long but it sure feels like it) and has helped to shape me in to who I am today.
From my first pull over to my last layout, it has done so much more than teach me how to run at stationary objects and leap across something four inches wide, four feet off of the ground. It has given me an outlet, a place to work and to set and reach goals. It's taught me the value of hard work and perseverance. I am stronger (both mentally and physically), more resilient and more determined because of it. I've overcome countless injuries (torn ACL, fractured back, pre-OCD, bunches of strains/sprains), frustrations and disappointments.
I've made friends who will last a lifetime and have had coaches who have supported me and pushed me through it all. Not to mention the hours my parents spent driving me and all that they sacrificed so I could progress in this crazy sport. I cannot thank them enough.
So here's to all of the ripped hands, rolled ankles, beams split, and mats eaten. Here's to the feeling of flying, nailing a skill, sticking a landing, and podium finishes. It's been one crazy journey, but it sure has been worth it.
From my first pull over to my last layout, it has done so much more than teach me how to run at stationary objects and leap across something four inches wide, four feet off of the ground. It has given me an outlet, a place to work and to set and reach goals. It's taught me the value of hard work and perseverance. I am stronger (both mentally and physically), more resilient and more determined because of it. I've overcome countless injuries (torn ACL, fractured back, pre-OCD, bunches of strains/sprains), frustrations and disappointments.
I've made friends who will last a lifetime and have had coaches who have supported me and pushed me through it all. Not to mention the hours my parents spent driving me and all that they sacrificed so I could progress in this crazy sport. I cannot thank them enough.
So here's to all of the ripped hands, rolled ankles, beams split, and mats eaten. Here's to the feeling of flying, nailing a skill, sticking a landing, and podium finishes. It's been one crazy journey, but it sure has been worth it.