With their hair in the 'official' team bun and sporting the competition leotards, the girls calmly stretched and warmed up in front of a large crowd. I found out later that they were a bit nervous, but you would have never guessed it as they smoothly went thru all of their routines. Very cool customers indeed! Mom, Dad, Grandmother and I were bustin' buttons watching and cheering. It was a wonderful experience for us all. The girls learned some of the many lessons that competition always teaches.
The day brought back many a fond memory as I recalled being one of those nervous girls on the floor waiting my turn. It seemed like just yesterday that I stood there with sweaty palms and a butterfly tummy, awaiting the nod from the judges. Finishing a routine was always met with such relief and sense of accomplishment. Our girls seemed to take it all in stride.
I was never much more than a mediocre gymnast, but that never dulled my passion for it. I still do splits, cartwheels and handstands whenever there is a mat, and I love working with Lex and Elle on their skills. That being said, I was, and will always be a gymnast.
Enjoy your days of being gymnasts girls. Shine like the stars that you are. Love you. xoxo
3 comments:
Poise and confidence radiate from the picture.
So on to the button busting thing---how many did you pop off?
Wonderful. And such good exercise. I wish I was as limber as I was back in those days.
Mark-I tried to keep my decency! Charles-It IS great exercise. I'm not as limber either. Comes with age like everything else. Sigh....xoxo
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