Since this is generally around the time of the beginning of competition season I just wanted to say good luck to all of the competitors out there!
The contest lasts for moments,
though training has taken years
It wasn’t worth the winning alone that was
worth the work and tears.
The applause will be forgotten,
the prize will be misplaced.
But the long hard hours of practice
will never be a waste.
In trying to win you build a skill
you learn that winning depends on will.
You never grow by how much you win.
you only grow by how much you put in.
So any new challenge you have just begun
put forth your best and you have already won.
~W. A. Clennan
Walking a balance beam 4 inches wide and 4 feet high teaches a young girl to concentrate on where she is going in life. She quickly learns how to put her foot down… nd when to leap for her dreams. Gymnastics gives young girls the tools they need to build a successful future. The courage to explore unique talents. The confidence to set lofty goals. The creativity to reach them. Above all it develops the discipline to achieve.
Do you remember when you first started gymnastics? It was so much fun. Competing was for a new leo and glitter because everyone got a medal and you just knew you were going to the Olympics. You wanted to go to gymnastics all day long. you were desperate to get a rip. And on Monday, all the girls would take their medals to school to show the teacher. You would watch the big girls train and think, “I want that to be me.”
And then things got hard. When you fell, it hurt. And no matter how hard you tried, you just couldn’t do that one skill. Competitions became so much more serious and only a few girls got medals. Your team became smaller and the pain just got worse. And the conversation on Monday was about parties and boys and you couldn’t join in. And you just wanted to quit.
And then at practice, out of the corner of your eye, you saw a little girl watching you. And you realized how far you’ve actually come. How good you really are, because just yesterday that little girl… was you.
Here are some motivational quotes to help make your day a little better
No athlete is truly tested until they’ve stared an injury in the face and come out on the other side stronger than ever.
We all have time machines. Some take us back, they’re called memories. Others take us forward, they’re called dreams.
It only takes 20 seconds of insane courage to take flight.
You’re going to remember these days for the rest of your life, so make them count.
Be strong when you are weak, brave when you are scared, and humble when you are victorious
When you do gymnastics, you have the strength of a wrestler, agility of an acrobat, flexibility of a ballerina, and the mind and courage of you and your team.
Gymnastics is having the strength to hold on but the courage to let go.
I grew up lying under bars and lounging under foam
With chalk as my makeup and my fingers as my comb
Every surface was a table, a playground, a bed
Regardless of the time of day or what the coaches said
Though I loved my teammates, my best friends were my grips
And they weren’t really christened until stained by cuts and rips.
Handstands were a morning staple more than coffee ever will be.
And the coaches made it that much better by being family.
I grew up chatting under bars and giggling under foam
Believing leos and tape were worth more than silver and chrome
the tramp was made for seat drop wars like the low bar was made for scars
And we all spent less time training than fighting over which beam was ours
I could sprint across the floor, past mats and wires without fault
But I still couldn’t make it through practice without running into the vault.
Injuries, fear, and obstacles were part of everyday,
But good times, fun and laughter were never far away
I grew up dancing under bars and playing under foam.
Something I’ll remember no matter where I roam.
Skills, routines, scores, medals- these things are all great
But not as much as your passion and the memories you create
It’s not about what you do, what you did, or if you got far,
It’s about how it stays inside you, a part of who you are
It’s not what the eyes see but the mind sees that’s true
And seeing through the mind of a gymnast is an interesting view.
I grew up hoping under bars and dreaming under foam.
In a place that my heart will forever call its home.
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