One moment I’m hugging him goodbye, next moment we get the call he died. I began to have a passion for gymnastics before I could remember. I used to prance around my house in a pink tutu from ballet and a leotard, throwing myself into cartwheels and handstands. I never had fear to do anything I ever wanted. My mommom and I loved to play with Barbies and make them do the acrobatic tricks I dreamed of. She told me about the beam and the bars and how gymnasts would fly all around them and touch the sky in their flips. I became mesmerized. When I got to be about five years old, I started gymnastics at the little gym. I don’t remember much about the experience, but I do remember loving it. My mom would drop me off and an hour later it was already
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I got my back handspring and my front hip circle and felt like the greatest in the world. Of course, I wasn’t. At that age, there weren’t any summer gymnastics classes at my gym. So it began to fade away. Gymnastics began to leave my …show more content…
I was the best at this gym. ANd it was fun at first, but after a while I was bored again. All I was doing was losing skills and never really felt like I was getting anything out of it. Toward the middle of summer I went to a CVS minute clinic to get my yearly physical. I was a healthy weight and height and everything was going fine. But when it came to the scoliosis test, it wasn’t fine. The nurse gave my mom a death stare and asked how long ago I had been diagnosed with scoliosis. My heart sank. I had never been diagnosed, but obviously I had it. A week later I went to a two week gymnastics camp and got tons of new skills and had a ton of fun. But when I got home, it was all bad news. I found out that I was going to have to quit gymnastics immediately.
That sucked. I finally was loving it again, and I had to quit? I was upset but not as upset as I could have been. I had been contemplating quitting for a bit of time but thought I actually would. I went to the doctor and found out I couldn’t do cross country, track, soccer, field hockey etc. All I was allowed to partake in was volleyball. It was a week or two into the season by then and it would be a stretch, but my mom made it happen. I started
I got my back handspring and my front hip circle and felt like the greatest in the world. Of course, I wasn’t. At that age, there weren’t any summer gymnastics classes at my gym. So it began to fade away. Gymnastics began to leave my …show more content…
I was the best at this gym. ANd it was fun at first, but after a while I was bored again. All I was doing was losing skills and never really felt like I was getting anything out of it. Toward the middle of summer I went to a CVS minute clinic to get my yearly physical. I was a healthy weight and height and everything was going fine. But when it came to the scoliosis test, it wasn’t fine. The nurse gave my mom a death stare and asked how long ago I had been diagnosed with scoliosis. My heart sank. I had never been diagnosed, but obviously I had it. A week later I went to a two week gymnastics camp and got tons of new skills and had a ton of fun. But when I got home, it was all bad news. I found out that I was going to have to quit gymnastics immediately.
That sucked. I finally was loving it again, and I had to quit? I was upset but not as upset as I could have been. I had been contemplating quitting for a bit of time but thought I actually would. I went to the doctor and found out I couldn’t do cross country, track, soccer, field hockey etc. All I was allowed to partake in was volleyball. It was a week or two into the season by then and it would be a stretch, but my mom made it happen. I started