Thursday, December 16, 2010

Little Gymnast

As most of you know, since I was 7 I've been involved in gymnastics. I've competed, I've judged, I've taught little kids, I've coached competitive gymnastics. I love it. The minute I found out I was having a little girl the question has been "Aren't you so excited to put her into gymnastics". My answer has been a resounding "NO".

Gymnastics is too time consuming, too dangerous and too expensive. There is no off season. Plus, I don't want to stop coaching and I don't want to coach her. I want her to choose something I know nothing about so I can happily clap and encourage from the stands.

But, as her personality developed it was clear she was perfect for gymnastics. She loves being the center of attention, she loves jumping and flipping, she has no fear, she's quite strong. My friends at the gym convinced me to put her into a 2 year old class (even though she's not even 2 yet). I took her, hoping to help her burn a little energy and secretly hoping she would be too young and wouldn't fit in.

And she loved it. LOVED IT. She gets so excited when I tell her we have gymnastics. She screams with joy when we drive up to the gym. She loves "walking the beam" as she says. She loves the bars and the tramp. She loves the flips. She loves it all.