...to learn how to do something that you've always wanted to do.
I will now share a story with you about my childhood.
When I was in 3rd and 4th grade I took a gymnastics class right before my dance class and we learned the basics..
cartwheels, bridges, handstands, la la la.. but there was one thing that I worked on for those two years that I desperately wanted to do but as a semi-chubster child could not do. A back walkover. I just couldn't get my little legs over my big head!
After my failure of efforts, I figured I wasn't much of a gymnast and quit.
10 years later
This semester I decided to take chances and jump back into the gymnastics scene... you know, relive my younger days. This course wasn't about back walkovers though. The ENTIRE semester was dedicated to the round-off back handspring. I've always coveted those gymnasts who just flip and twist and do all sorts of things in the air making it look effortless. I can do a back handspring on the tramp but I have never been able to do it on the ground nevertheless connected to a round-off!
The process of learning was truly hilarious. Me, Jordan, Jennika, Morgan, Ben, and Trent
went through the painfully slow (yet necessary) process of learning consisting of carry-throughs [basically staying stiff as a board while two people carry you through an entire back handspring to get the feel of it] << this is NOT easy when it's 2 little girls carrying a 200 lbs. man.
Back to the point. Throughout the entire semester I witnessed
2 broken ankles
1 landing-on-the-neck-feeling-slightly-paralyzed (experienced by me)
1 dislocated elbow
& one carpet burned forehead (sorry Trent.. had to put it in there!)
Today was our last day and although I still have to have a spotter..(he was a wonderful spotter BTW, I trusted him with my life) I am very proud to present this.