Gymnastics And Failure Essay

In my life failure was always there, yet I always grew from it. At the age of 4, I started the sport of gymnastics and failure is exactly how you learned to do the movements. From every slip and fall, off the beams, every rip on bars, to every terribly executed jump on vault. Last but not least, every body slam onto the floor from a weak arm in a cartwheel and landing bad from a backhand spring back-tuck combo. In my eyes, this sport was really brutal when I think back on it, but I had so much fun the whole way. At 5 years old, I began competing. So small and fragile, yet so strong and confident with these skills I've attained in just around a year so far. Those gymnastics meets were so stressful and when you failed in executing the routine,