The Gymnast Diaries

Injury...

So recently, I had an injury...

It went like this-

I was in gym class, showing off my stuff having a good time...

So I then jumped into the air and landed in a split...

But I didn't catch myself and

POP!

My hamstring pulled.

I felt like I had been shot in the back of my left thigh. All that week, I limped everywhere I went.

Pain. Pain. Pain. Is all I felt.

Let me just say... I didn't, no I couldn't tumble for a month.

I felt like I was dying. Slowly. Without tumbling I felt useless and fat and just so lazy. I cried almost every night...

I had awful thoughts of not getting better...

I didn't get on wattpad for awhile I was so depressed....

I wasn't myself. I wasn't all energetic, crazy, and spastic like I always had been.

I started to get cranky, quiet, moody, and just shy.

I was broken. And I didn't think I would ever be repaired.

But one day....

I was sitting on the steps in my backyard, feeling down like I had been for that month. I stared at the little grass square in my yard where I used to do all my back hand springs. I then narrowed my eyes and got up.

I stretched out my wrists.

My ankles.

My back.

And I then didn't care.

I didn't care anymore.

If I get hurt, I get hurt and that's that.

I felt like a bird with a broken wing.

I had to, no I need to fly again.

I bent my legs, and jumped backward, throwing my arms back along with my leg power. I flew through the air, remembering how this made me feel.

My hands beat the ground and my legs were now kicking over.

I felt free again.

My feet finally landed.

No pain.

Wait... No pain?!

I did it again.

Nothing.

I started crying in joy.

YESSSS!!!!!

Take THAT hamstring!

So now, in conclusion, I'm afraid of splits now LOL......

I'll get them again someday.

But I'm also very very very happy again and much better mentally.

:)

(The photo above is a photo of me doing my back hand spring for the first time with my injury.)