It took me months to decide, but when I did it changed everything about my life in an instant. It was the day I quit my favorite thing in the world, gymnastics. For months I had been walking into the gym and smelling only sweat and seeing the beam I fell on, or the bar I fell off of and I heard only the sounds of my teammates panting and begging for a water break. That feeling is what drove me to quit gymnastics two years ago. I still don’t know if I made the right decision. Every day I think about how nice it would be to spend five days a week in the gym. Quitting was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do because I still believe it could’ve been the wrong thing.
At the end of third grade, I started gymnastics and quickly I was moved to a level 2. That year I met some of my best friends and some of my only friends. Gymnastics was beginning to take up all of my time, but I liked it that way. I walked into the gym and saw the pretty girls doing flips with grace and I smelt the sweet smell of the foam blocks and new mats. I always wanted to go to every single extra practice. I never wanted to leave, but then I started stressing myself out. I was doing …show more content…
No sports, clubs, activities, almost nothing. The only things I really do are play guitar and sketch. I’ve been begging to start tumbling classes that are one day a week just to see if I still like doing gymnastics. Although, I still haven’t gotten to do that, so I'm just patiently waiting until I have an opportunity to do something that catches my eye. The guitar is fun, but it’s not gymnastics or cheer. It’s not what I want to spend 24-32 hours a week doing. There aren’t any trophies or medals to win in guitar there are only small achievements for yourself. I don’t believe I will ever enjoy something as much as I enjoyed gymnastics, but I also don’t believe I’ll ever hate something as much as the pressure being a gymnast came
At the end of third grade, I started gymnastics and quickly I was moved to a level 2. That year I met some of my best friends and some of my only friends. Gymnastics was beginning to take up all of my time, but I liked it that way. I walked into the gym and saw the pretty girls doing flips with grace and I smelt the sweet smell of the foam blocks and new mats. I always wanted to go to every single extra practice. I never wanted to leave, but then I started stressing myself out. I was doing …show more content…
No sports, clubs, activities, almost nothing. The only things I really do are play guitar and sketch. I’ve been begging to start tumbling classes that are one day a week just to see if I still like doing gymnastics. Although, I still haven’t gotten to do that, so I'm just patiently waiting until I have an opportunity to do something that catches my eye. The guitar is fun, but it’s not gymnastics or cheer. It’s not what I want to spend 24-32 hours a week doing. There aren’t any trophies or medals to win in guitar there are only small achievements for yourself. I don’t believe I will ever enjoy something as much as I enjoyed gymnastics, but I also don’t believe I’ll ever hate something as much as the pressure being a gymnast came