“I've stuck the landing!” I said to myself. This is a moment that makes me feel proud about myself. It was the middle of March my 5th grade year , and I was really dedicated to gymnastics and dance. These classes consumed a lot of my time. I had always wanted to be on the St.Amant Middle School Dance Team but didn't realize that gymnastics and dance would interfere with each other. When I told most of my friends that I wanted to try out , they warned me about the amount of practices that I will have to attend. My mom knew this and keyed telling me “You can’t do both so you'll have to choose”. For weeks before tryouts I kept thinking long and hard about the great things I would be missing by giving up gymnastics.
The week of ICCA State, I received my second concussion. This time I was not a flyer, but fell to the ground catching my flyer. I prevented her from getting injured, but it marked the end of my cheerleading career. After this incident, I realized that cheer was no longer worth the risk. Giving up cheer felt like I was giving up my dream. I planned to one day try out for a D1 college cheer team. Once I was fully recovered, I decided I would focus on dance. I had danced for years off and on, but I had never thought about continuing it, especially after high school. After a year of dance team, I had found my new passion. We received second place at nationals and I was the only soloist on my team. Today, I am thankful for the series of misfortune because they lead me to where I truly belong. Now I understand how precious life is and that mine was spared by the grace of God. I am currently a senior in high school and plan to dance at Lindenwood University next fall. I plan to study biological sciences on a pre-dental tract to one day become an orthodontist. My injuries have not only shaped my goals and work-ethic, but also my attitude, beliefs, and personality. I am a more positive and understanding person because I know what it is like to struggle but also to
career through my high school years until an injury brought my dreams of being a competitive gymnast
Everyone remembers that one place, that one place that instantly makes you feel good, that one place where you can completely act like yourself. For me, that one special location forever remains Texas Best Gymnastics, in McKinney, Tx. What I always adored was practicing with my team.I began competing there at the age of eight, and I competed my last competition shortly after my thirteenth birthday. However, even though I no longer spend half my time at the gym like I used to, it still invokes the same effect on me. Now that I stepped away from competing for a few years, when I look back on how stressful it seemed, I can still see all the wonderful memories I created. More than anything, I see what a wonderful impact the gym had on my life.
Most of my life I was consumed with the sport of gymnastics. I remember the rush I would get as it was my turn to compete in front of the cheering crowd. In those moments nothing else mattered; just me, the chalk on my calloused hands and the equipment in front of me. I have competed in gymnastics ever since I was five years old. I spent six days a week in the gym practicing all year round and even volunteered part of my time to a community program teaching gymnastics to children. Gymnastics had a tremendous role in shaping me into the person I am today and it is what also lead me to want to become a Physician Assistant.
Practice was going to be over in ten minutes, and I thought that everyone on my team, at least my best friend would come to ask me how I was feeling. However, not even one soul walked towards me to question my condition. I, quietly gathered my belongings, and started to head to the front of the school. While I was gathering the courage to walk properly, I called my mother and told her that I was done with practice.
If you know Gabby Douglas? Then you should know she is one of the world's best gymnasts She was born december 31 in Virginia Beach,Virginia. She is 4’11” tall a normal size for a gymnast. She has 6 people in her family.Her nickname is the flying squirrel. Her full names is Gabrielle Christina Victoria Douglas.
Before starting first grade and at the insistence of a close family friend, my mother finally decided to check out the gymnastics center in Roanoke, Virginia. Observing this sport was important to her and she actually had me tested for the beginners’ class. Climbing trees and hopping on our trampoline, as a little girl, made for the best days so it only seemed natural that I would fall in love with gymnastics. Beginning at the lowest level and over the subsequent eight years, I would become a competitive Level 8 gymnast. From the beginning, my mother recognized how much I would cherish it. Being part of a military family, on the other hand, required my family to move four times over those eight years and eventually ending up here,
When I was about 6 I was very energetic , i would want to parcipate in every sport i could. The sports i did the most were swimming, running and gymnastics.
Ever since I was in diapers my mom has taken me to gymnastics class. I have been through all of the stages in gymnastics, beginning in mommy and me classes and excelling all the way to level ten gymnastics. By that time my whole life revolved around gymnastics, and a college scholarship was the goal. My whole life changed September of 2013.
As a freshman in highschool I had set my mind to joining the swim team in the fall and the gymnastics team in the winter. I had talked with the coaches making sure that the practice times would work out during the times where they overlapped. I had it all set out, my year was going to go according to plan and I would be a two sport athlete.
Due to a debilitating back injury, last year I had to give up the sport that was my life for so long. My emotions were all over the place, from depressed, to lonely, missing my friends at the gym, I was a mess. Gymnastics was what I did for so long. All my hard work went down the drain. My main focus turned to school. My interaction with society outside of gymnastics grew stronger. However, I soon discovered that gymnastics skills were not the only thing I learned. Gymnastics is a sport that has hidden life lessons, lessons that I did not realized were ebing taught. These lessons I have taken away, I am applying to my new life. From small things like eye contact when being spoken to that represents respect, how to look at the bright side of things, the value of time, and to never give up on even the most difficult things in life. These lessons have shaped my life and made me who I am. It wasn't all for nothing. The outcome was actually pretty
While being on the team I had to work extremely hard at bettering myself and keeping up with the top gymnasts in Sudbury. I had never wanted anything more than to place top 10 at provincials. I achieved my goal and placed 9th overall, but that wasn't exactly the point. The point was that along the way, I discovered who I as a person truly am. I found out what it feels like to push myself physically and mentally further than it has ever been pushed and experiencing the feeling of victory in the face of adversity. I had had never anyone believe in me as much as my coach and teammates did. They inspired me and showed me that I can achieve anything i set my mind to. I learned what teamwork truly meant and I found a new passion. Gymnastics is something like nothing else and Ive learned so many life lessons from it. I’ve learned discipline, determination, consistency, respect, dedication but most of all, learned resilience. Each life lesson hasn't just only helped my academics but my character. One of the most important lessons i've learnt is that everyday, rather, success is not measured by the position i've reached in life or by the wins and losses, but by the the personal growth and development i've had and by the obstacles that have been overcome while trying to
Using my old experience and old habits I had become just as good or even better than before. As I was on the freshman team for gymnastics, I had brushed off the rustiness from the break that I had taken. Even though the sport is as not tough and rough as club, I still felt the rush that I did before. As I take the skills and lessons that I learned from club gymnastics, I still work just as hard and have just as much fun. As freshman year continued, I started to remember the habits and the reasons why I loved this sport. With a different coach and new teammates, I still felt at home. Jumping back onto the equipment was like riding a bike, even though I was a little rusty at first, I will always remember what was taught to me. Throughout freshman year I have improved and grown potential that I hope to apply later in life and later in gymnastics. I push for new skills and moves every day, but most importantly the sport makes me feel
They were impressed and suggested I join gymnastics. I told them I would give it a shot, because it sounded fun. I went to my first gymnastics lesson and it was a blast. I loved the beam and the vault; those were my favorite. In a week I had already learned twice as much as i ever learned in Acro. Most of my time was consumed with dance, so I decided to quit so I would have more time to focus on gymnastics. After all, dance was getting a little boring for me and my coach wasn’t very
At the age of three my parents decided to put me in gymnastics, I excelled immediately and after a couple months I entered into the pre-competitive program. My love for gymnastics continued and I became a provincially ranked, high level gymnast until the age of fourteen when I shattered my ACL and meniscus in my knee which required surgery. However, my years of gymnastics taught me a great deal of skills that I carry with me to this day. Primarily, I learned exceptional self-discipline, time management, and balance (metaphorically and physically). Gymnastics is exhausting on the body and the mind as you need total cohesion of both to excel. During my peak, I was training five hours per practice, upwards of five days a week and during the summer I would train six hours a day, six days a week. Gymnastics taught me that if you want something badly enough you will work as hard and as long as it takes to reach your goals. After shattering my ACL I pushed to continue training and I competed in my final competition and was the provincial champion on the bars event for my age category. I refused to let this surgery end my career. Six months after the surgery, I joined a competitive cheerleading team who I competed with for three years. Cheerleading was very different for me because it required all of the skills I had learned from gymnastics and on top of that I had to learn how to work with a team. I believe gymnastics is a huge part of who I am and has helped me to become the