As a little boy, my loving mother enrolled me in
gymnastics lessons. I was 5 years old
when I started. I did well and excelled
quickly. When I was 10 years old, I my
skills on the floor exercise routine would consist of back hand springs, back
flips, and various other skills. I was
probably best on the pommel horse. My
pommel horse routine consisted mostly of swinging my legs around the pommel
horse with my hands firmly planted. I
would do about 15 to 20 circles by the end of my routine. On the rings, I did not do very many
impressive tricks. When I quit
gymnastics I was trying to do sweet tricks on the vault. Parallel bars were hard and I did not do very
well on them. High bar was fun but that
is the event that forced me to quit.
When I was doing a reverse giant, my grip slipped and my body flew away
from the 9 foot high bar. I landed with
my chest on the mat and my face implanted into the mat. My back was arched and my feet were around my
ears. It hurt and the injury ended my
gymnastics career.
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