Yesterday I took Falafel to watch a local gymnastics competition. She loves this sport so much. As we watched together, I got to see that spark in her eyes that I used to have when I would watch it. Still do, I suppose.
She hopes to be as good as these girls one day, and compete.
Sharing this passion with her has made me relive that part of my life. It was such a huge part of my childhood and adolescence. I lived and breathed gymnastics. Not that I was any good. I wasn’t. I was on the High school team, and a club team and the least skilled on both. But if it my ability was measured by the excitement for the sport, I would have easily equaled Mary Lou Retton. I loved anything to do with it. Especially movies. Bet you didn’t know there were even gymnastics movies made, huh?
I have so many projects in the air right now. One is currently draped all over our living room. It was fun to step away from it all for an afternoon to encourage this new found love for my daughter…and to remember what I love about it too.
Do you love gymnastics?