Deep breaths… Okay- you can do this. It is just you and the vault. Nothing else matters. You have done this a million times before. My couch is always here to catch me if I fall. Muscle memory takes over. When I am in the right mental state, gymnastics seems possible. All sports are half mental. As I sprint down the runway, I know why I am a gymnast. Every bounding step I take I run farther and farther from all that is happening in my life. I can only hear my feet pounding into the springboard. Flying off the vault with a power I do not know I contain, the entire movement zapped into slow motion. This is what every second comes down to. Every minute of training in the gym, every wrist and ankle I have taped, every late night and long drive …show more content…
Each time is different than the last. When my parents told me I was moving again I was actually excited at first. Moving to Colorado seemed fun and frankly, I never felt completely loved, welcomed, and settled in Pennsylvania. I went to school and gymnastics like normal for a few months. Then summer came and we started packing. Competition season was about to start in gymnastics and I was super excited to get my routine choreographed. Then my mom told me that we would not be here for competition season; as a result we were not going to pay to get a routine. I was upset, but reality did not hit me yet. Then I discovered the date of my last practice. The day came and the beginning was normal. We went through our events that day, I worked hard and I came close to getting skills like I did the day before. At the end of practice, when my mom came to pick me up, I realized that this was my last practice. I hugged some of my closest friends and then went to talk to my coaches. When I hugged my coaches I was pretty sad. These were the people that I had spent the last year and a half with and have helped me reach my dream one step at a time. When I said goodbye to Coach Nick I was upset, but I was still happy I could still do gymnastics. Driving away from the gym, I realized that that was the last time I would ever do that. That realization was a stupid little moment, but meant a ton to me. Then I was hit with that fact that we were moving in the same week. This section of my life was over, but I was still pumped that I could still be a gymnast. My gymnastics career was not over. There were different ways I pushed through this, but most of all I focused on the future. I knew gymnastics was not over. I knew that when I arrived in Colorado I could come back as strong as ever. I would still be a gymnast… or at least I
I work as a gymnastics coach at Trousdell Gymnastics Center. It is a recreational center that provides programs for all Tallahassee residents, specializing in gymnastics and exercise. The goal of this organization is to provide a safe and affordable program that keeps the community fit and engaged. They offer recreational gymnastics classes for boys and girls of all ages. There are also preschool and kindergarten programs for the younger children. On the other end of the spectrum there are adult classes that teach gymnastics and overall fitness. In addition, the gym offers classes for children with special needs. Finally, Trousdell offers a competitive gymnastics program for exceptional boys and girls. Three Olympic gymnasts have come through this program. Trousdell Gymnastics Center is named after a former Tallahassee Parks and Recreation Director Randy Trousdell, a man passionate about his community and the health of its children. Since it’s opening over 60 years ago the gym has impacted 500,000 children’s lives. I coach recreational classes for girls ages seven to fifteen years old. I begin every class by leading an extensive stretch and then we go to the events of the day where I set up stations for gymnasts to practice different skills. I end every class with conditioning to help the gymnasts grow stronger so that they can perform skills successfully. Trousdell Gymnastics Center coaches have a responsibility to these children. It is our goal to make the two hours a
Cheer Athletics in Plano is one of the most prestigious competition gyms in the country. There are other Cheer Athletics’ branches in other places like Frisco and Austin, but not one is as successful as Plano. It is the absolute best place to go for a serious cheerleader. The best and most experienced coaches work there and they are hungry to win. They expect every ounce of energy and athleticism to be left on the floor when we are finished performing. I have never had any problems with an authority figure until I started at Cheer Athletics.
During my elementary years, my second home was at the cheerleading gym. Each week, I would spend over sixteen hours in Shrewsbury, PA practicing with my cheer team for competitions. I was a member of Titanium Athletics, an allstar cheer team that trained to compete against other teams all over the country. Cheer was essentially my entire life for five years, and I had no idea how much my family and I would be impacted when I quit.
A setback I have recently faced was not making the varsity cheerleading team my senior year. I know it may not seem that big of a deal to some, but it was to me. I have been cheering since my 8th grade year, and to not make it my senior year was disappointing. When I realized I didn't make it, I felt many different emotions: confusion, denial, sadness, and anger. I stayed angry for a while, like my senior year was already starting off bad, and this was supposed to be my best year. An even though I knew I had other talents and could go on do so much more, it didn't feel right. I've gotten so accustom to going to practice and cheering at the games and seeing my close friends. It’s a different type of bond you have with other cheerleaders, especially
My passion for cheer started by the time i was three. I started as a cheer mascot and would tag along with my sisters team. I would mimic cheer moves that my sister would show me and follow her around to ask questions about her team and the sport. Once i was seven i was allowed on a team of my own, C-Squad. I went to practices daily and practiced on the trampoline till my mom would yell to me to come inside.
Have you ever tried something to the best of your ability to just be unsuccessful? Throughout my whole life, I tried my best at everything. I started cheerleading in my freshmen year of high school, and continued throughout high school. Due to my cheerleading experience, I have overcome many challenges to get where I am today. Although my cheerleading experience was cut short, the three years that I did do it pushed me to become a better person.
I am a small town girl who has attended a private school in Lebanon, TN my whole life. I have been involved in many things at school to get myself out there and make a difference in my community. To get out of my comfort zone I joined the soccer team my sophomore year and auditioned for plays my junior year. Cheerleading has been a part of my life since fifth grade. My job was always to choreograph the dances. These activities helped me grow as a person and take on leadership roles.
Ever since I was eight years old I have been wrestling all year, every year, almost daily. I never thought that my wrestling career would extend past junior high or even into high school. I started doing pretty good at tournaments and practices so I thought I might actually make it in high school and become a successful wrestler. Before I graduated from junior high, I had decided that the high school that I was going to be attending didn't have the best wrestling program so I moved to another school nearby which had a renowned wrestling program called Washington Community High School in Illinois. It was a tough decision, but I eventually told my parents that I wanted to move to Washington in order to keep wrestling. They agreed surprisingly and that's when the journey began.
I stood on a mat, in an unfamiliar gym, surrounded by unfamiliar people. Did I really want to do this? I know no one here, I don’t even know if this is something I would end up liking. All these thoughts were running through my mind, making me question if I was brave enough to do this. I was eight years old and tryout out for my local competitive cheerleading team. As my mind raced, increasing my nerves, I contemplated leaving. I made the decision to join the team; I never know it could be something I would really enjoy. I didn’t realize at the time that this wouldn’t be the last time my mind tries to talk me out of taking a risk.
Football season just ended, meaning I had a couple weeks to recoup until my favorite season started--wrestling. Wrestling has run in the family for decades, each generation breaking a record or making it to state. With the few weeks to recoup, I picked up some extra hours at work. I clean at the local YMCA, so I don’t have much interaction with kids or anyone really, but I like it that way.
Being an cheerleading for me is like the best thing ever that is going to happen to me, because I love jumping around and doing stuff that includes flexibility. I always wanted to be one since I was little but i never could participate because my parents thought i couldn't do it. When my mother realized that I was flexible and I could some of the things that cheerleaders can do she said I should try out. I can promote the school in many differents way but in good ways. I can make the cheerleading team by getting good grades and doing everything in school first. Not being disrespectful and treat others the same way they treat me back. To be an ambassador for the school I have to Keep my appearance clean, be friendly, and approachable. Another
I waited weary in anticipation of what name would break out of the happy-go-lucky collegiate cheerleader’s boisterous mouth as he was announcing the two lucky 2017 National Cheerleading Association All Americans out of all 4 Belton cheer squads. I replay this moment in my most vivid dreams, feeling the excitement of the halcyon moment grow greater and greater as the nerves and emotions grew stronger and stronger. A moment as imperative as this showed me in the most transparent way that hard, continuous work and growth pays off in many more ways than one.
I am a cheerleader who cannot dance. A cheer routine consists of three main components, stunting, tumbling, and dancing. I have been cheering for over six years and still have no rhythm. Every year when it comes time to learn our choreography my coach already has my spot. It does not offend me because I have learned to overcome and find pleasure with my inability. Choreography is the best day of the year for a cheerleader. You get to learn a whole new routine and find out what the year holds for your team. While everybody else gets to learn the new dance for the upcoming season I sit with my coach. While I may not have beat I do have good ideas and my coach always lets me voice them during the dance. In the end while my teammates preform the
My brain goes silent. I forget my problems, my issues, my struggles, and everything that makes me feel dead inside. Nothing gives me more hope and happiness, then running on floor to hanging on a bar. From the darkness inside comes a light that feels like an eternal flame that can never be extinguished. Nothing can stop me from feeling more alive. Starting gymnastics has been the best decision I have ever made and has made me the person I am today. With every move, every skill, and every moment, gymnastics makes me feel alive.
As a little kid, I remember participating in every sport out there. Whether it was soccer, dance class, or gymnastics, nothing seemed to fit quite right. That is until I started skating. It might sound a little cliche, but I remember watching the Olympics on TV and figure skating had been on. I instantly became fascinated by it, and I remember saying,