During the few years I was taking dance lessons I gained a lot of flexibility, which would help me a lot in the years I took gymnastics. In about 1st grade I decided to start back up in gymnastics again. As soon as I started I realized that this was the sport I wanted to devote all of my time too. I continued to practice and work hard in the gym, I made amazing friends and had great supportive coaches who would always tell us to work on building strength in our muscles,to work on stretching our sore muscles, and to work on improving every skill. Many times I would be in pain, but I would always push through it because I knew that I was strong. In about fourth grade I decided that I wanted to be part of the competitive team. I absolutely loved the energy of going to gymnastics meets and performing all the challenging, yet fun skills that were in my routines. My favorite event to compete was definitely the floor exercise. Little shivers would travel down my back as I walked out onto blue spring board floor, all the while hearing my teammates shout my name, and watching as the people in the crowd gave me a , I-don’t-know-who-you-are-but-it-is-polite-to-clap applause for me while I stepped onto the floor. I would stretch my arms up above my head to salute the judges so I could start my routine. I would feel the concentration coursing through my body. I leaped up into the air and felt my muscles strain as I stretched my legs as wide as I could in the air. Doing never ending leap passes, tight dance moves, and powerful tumbling passes.Every time a skill was coming up, I would imagine myself doing it perfectly in my head. I built up a lot of strength and flexibility during that time also. When I was in gymnastics I never got severely hurt, and I never had to have surgery for any of my injuries. Although one of my friends from gymnastics, also named Megan, got severely injured while I was on the team with her. I
During the few years I was taking dance lessons I gained a lot of flexibility, which would help me a lot in the years I took gymnastics. In about 1st grade I decided to start back up in gymnastics again. As soon as I started I realized that this was the sport I wanted to devote all of my time too. I continued to practice and work hard in the gym, I made amazing friends and had great supportive coaches who would always tell us to work on building strength in our muscles,to work on stretching our sore muscles, and to work on improving every skill. Many times I would be in pain, but I would always push through it because I knew that I was strong. In about fourth grade I decided that I wanted to be part of the competitive team. I absolutely loved the energy of going to gymnastics meets and performing all the challenging, yet fun skills that were in my routines. My favorite event to compete was definitely the floor exercise. Little shivers would travel down my back as I walked out onto blue spring board floor, all the while hearing my teammates shout my name, and watching as the people in the crowd gave me a , I-don’t-know-who-you-are-but-it-is-polite-to-clap applause for me while I stepped onto the floor. I would stretch my arms up above my head to salute the judges so I could start my routine. I would feel the concentration coursing through my body. I leaped up into the air and felt my muscles strain as I stretched my legs as wide as I could in the air. Doing never ending leap passes, tight dance moves, and powerful tumbling passes.Every time a skill was coming up, I would imagine myself doing it perfectly in my head. I built up a lot of strength and flexibility during that time also. When I was in gymnastics I never got severely hurt, and I never had to have surgery for any of my injuries. Although one of my friends from gymnastics, also named Megan, got severely injured while I was on the team with her. I