Do you remember when you first started gymnastics; it was so fun. Competing was for glitter and a new leotard and because everyone got a metal. And you just knew that you were going to the Olympics. You just wanted to spend all day in the gym. You were desperate to get a rip. You would watch the 'big girls' train and think 'I want to be just like them' But then things got hard. And when you fell it hurt. Your best suddenly wasn't good enough. Competitions became serious and the color of your metal mattered. Your team got smaller and the pain got worse. Conversations at school on Mondays were about boys and parties, but you couldn't join because you were training. You just wanted to quit. Then one day you see a little girl watching you and you realized how far you've come. Because just yesterday, you were that little girl.
So true
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Gymnasts Things
RandomGymnasts have a hard life and this book has many reasons why.
