Gymnastics & Life Lessons
This was post was totally supposed to just be a silly recap of a gymnastics meet this weekend but then I started feeling all the feels and I just couldn’t dump a bunch of pictures without getting a bit sappy.
Here’s the thing: If I had signed up to compete in a gymnastics meet at age 20, I think my biggest concern would have been wearing a leotard. I probably would have spent the whole time worry about photo angles, if my stomach was sticking out, and if my hair looked right. But at the age of 27, I was mostly just proud that I could still pull off a couple of backhandsprings. It’s not that I’ve gotten better at gymnastics (clearly, I’m no expert) but my focus has shifted as I’ve gotten older. Maybe it’s maturity or maybe it’s just finally appreciating and embracing the support system I have but, I’ve started appreciating fitness for what it is: fitness.
I also think there is tremendous value in having a fitness goal that isn’t “fit into a size…” or “look good in a swimsuit” because that truly doesn’t matter. If you set a goal of being healthier, getting stronger, or learning something new, you’ll get so much more satisfaction in the end. (And hey, you might even fit into that dress you ambitiously bought.)
Sometimes I’m amazed at how insecure I was in my early 20s. I think part of it comes with the territory. Aren’t we all a little awkward when we’re trying to figure out our place in the world? But I’ve learned not to take myself so seriously. If you’re not enjoying chasing your goals, what’s the point? (Hint: If your main goal is a number on the scale, you’ve got some re-prioritizing to do.) So maybe I’m silly about Fitbit goals and beam cartwheels but these are the very same goals that keep me healthy and make me feel better inside and out.
I feel so blessed for the support system I have. I’ve always had an amazing family and wonderful friends, but I think moving away really made me appreciate it even more. Friends that stay in touch despite distance and new friends that jump right into your life and support you like they’ve always known you- that’s not something to take for granted. Friends that will put on a leotard with you or a husband that will sit through a 3 hour gymnastics meet for roughly 10 minutes of actual excitement… that’s hard to come by.
Lastly, I’m grateful for the blog world! The internet is a weird place but I’m thankful that I’ve made some truly wonderful friends through it. Some of you, I’ve never met in person, and some of you ended up being my roommate. (Ok fine, that was just Lindsay.) The point is: if you throw your heart and soul into something, you’ll be amazed at what you get out of it.
you did awesome! 😀 question: as an adult, do you complete at a certain level still?
I think we were technically competing at level 9 or 10 (as college alumni) which means our scores were a lot of 5s and 6s! 🙂
Love, love, love this post! I know what you mean about being insecure versus just doing something for the pure joy of it. I used to do gymnastics, and I often miss it. You totally inspired me to look for gyms near me! Great job on your beam cartwheel and back handspring back tuck on your floor routine! GO GIRL!!
Congratulations! Not only on the fact that you can still do this, but also for your confidence. You looked beautiful!
You Go Girl! Absolutely Awesome, loved your post!
This is so fantastic! I saw your posts on FB and was blown away!
That’s so cool! Wow, wish I was could even do a cartwheel. Gymnastics have always been really hard for me. I always dreaded that the most in my acting classes in college. It’s just a talent I don’t have. Great job!
Thanks, Kari!! It’s been a fun hobby 🙂
Liz! This post is so amazingly heart-warming. This is the best of life, right? Your gratitude is beautiful and what a gift to find something you clearly enjoy. You go girl! You have inspired many.
Thank you so much, Lori!!
YOU’RE AWESOME!!! I love that your competing in a sport you love! Funny story: when I was in gymnastics I was a lot taller than the other girls in my class and my leotard happened to be a little to small (A.K.A. gave me a wedgie). So in order to not have everyone see my butt, I tired using double stick tape to get my leotard bottom to stay down. Yeah, that didn’t work and I could hear the tape crackling my entire routine! haha!
I used to do competitive gymnastics!!! Bringing back ALL THE MEMORIES!!! <3
You’re such an inspiration, Liz! I love that you had the courage to get back into gymnastics and that you’ve find so much joy in it. If only we could all find some kind of fitness we enjoy that much, it would make it that much easier to keep up!