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“When you walk into the gym you leave everything behind. It’s like a total different world. It’s you second family. We gymnasts spend more time in the gym then with our parents. We do gymnastics not to please our family but to please ourselves.” The day I found out all my training was worth it, was at the Glencoe- Silver Lake Gymnastics Invite. I got to this moment by joining gymnastics and making the high school team, going to practice every day and giving it my all, and all the other meets I competed in to get ready for that day. The day I walked into my first gymnastics class ever was at North Crest in 1st grade. I was so excited to finally be able to do gymnastics. All I did was sat tentively listening to my coach and trying everything I was asked to do. Being able to do all the jumps, leaps, and flips my coach asked me to do, showed me that I have the potential to be good at this sport. So after being in gymnastics for 6 years, I decided to try out for the High School team at school. After being evaluated on all my skill levels for 3 days on all events, it was time to figure out who made the Team. Amber, my coach called up name after name to come get there acceptance. Once she got to the last paper I figured I didn’t make the team, but she called my name and I flew right up there. There was no words to describe how happy I was to have made the team my 7th grade year. Usually people do not make the team until they reach their high school years. In every practice we stretch and do lines, then we work on our routines for every event, then at the end of practice we do super intense workouts to get us in shape to be able to compete our routines and to get us in shape to do harder skills. This now brings us to the practices I had the week before my big meet. “Hard work and determination leads to success”, that is our motto in the gym. For the week leading up to the

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