My First Broken Bone The time I broke my first bone, I was tumbling and the event affected me greatly. It had a major impact on the way I thought and my mindset when it comes to achieving my goals. Sometimes, things happen in life that bring us down and make us doubt ourselves, but no matter what happens, we should always keep striving to reach our goals. Which is what I had to do when I was going through a rough time in tumbling. On an afternoon in June of 2011, I attended my normal tumbling class at Full FX in Port Arthur, Texas. I have always enjoyed tumbling, especially at FX. On this particular day, I was thoroughly excited because my dad was coming to watch me tumble for the first time. I never had a reason to dislike tumbling
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I could not walk and I was still in excruciating pain. My mom decided to take me to my regular doctor, where he declared that my leg was in fact, broken. Doctor Bell placed me in a boot to hold my leg in place and instructed me to use crutches. I spent three months unable to participate in any physical activity, including tumbling. When I was finally released, I slowly progressed back into tumbling classes, but all that would go through my head before I started my passes was the fear of falling again and getting hurt. I had gained what they call a "mental block". It is known as the worst thing to obtain as a tumbler. A mental block is a mindset where someone has doubt and is afraid to do something, most of the time because of an experience that has happened in their past. I could not seem to let go of this fear; however, my coach had mounds of faith in me. He had always been there to help me and he would tell me continuously, “Trust yourself, you can do it.” I would constantly reply with “I can’t” until one day, when the way I thought about my situation changed. I arrived at tumbling class one evening with determination. I prepared myself for my pass, and I went for it. I did a roundoff, back-handspring, and as I rebounded for my back tuck, I took a deep breath and landed perfectly onto the mat. My mind was rushing, but the one thing that I could not get
I could not walk and I was still in excruciating pain. My mom decided to take me to my regular doctor, where he declared that my leg was in fact, broken. Doctor Bell placed me in a boot to hold my leg in place and instructed me to use crutches. I spent three months unable to participate in any physical activity, including tumbling. When I was finally released, I slowly progressed back into tumbling classes, but all that would go through my head before I started my passes was the fear of falling again and getting hurt. I had gained what they call a "mental block". It is known as the worst thing to obtain as a tumbler. A mental block is a mindset where someone has doubt and is afraid to do something, most of the time because of an experience that has happened in their past. I could not seem to let go of this fear; however, my coach had mounds of faith in me. He had always been there to help me and he would tell me continuously, “Trust yourself, you can do it.” I would constantly reply with “I can’t” until one day, when the way I thought about my situation changed. I arrived at tumbling class one evening with determination. I prepared myself for my pass, and I went for it. I did a roundoff, back-handspring, and as I rebounded for my back tuck, I took a deep breath and landed perfectly onto the mat. My mind was rushing, but the one thing that I could not get