I had an “interesting” practice today. I was in a very bad mood and I didn’t really want to go, but I know that when I am in a bad mood, I usually get better if I do gymnastics, so there, I went.
I was not performing well and, as usual, I got tired earlier than expected, but at a certain point I didn’t give a damn and I continued without thinking too much about it. It’s ironical that it was then when one of my mates in the adults group had a nervous breakdown because her gymnastics day was being a bad one too… That’s the reaction of a gymnastics newbie: one has usually so many bad days when you practise gymnastics that you have to learn to get over it… I told her my techniques for overcoming those feelings and soon after I was sent to the beam next.
I was all nervous on the beam as it’s been usual for me for a while now, and when performing an element that is a bit tricky but quite easy after all (a sissone), I fell ON the beam (like that, but performing ridiculously easy element and I hit my leg too ). It was quite a complicated fall but I managed to end up standing and smiling even though I could barely breath. I was about to jump on the beam again when my coach suggested me to stretch a bit and try the element on the floor; she got pretty scared herself, I guess.
Well, eventually it was my turn again and I performed that critical element without too much trouble, then the coach started to name elements and I performed them following her instructions. Then, there was a moment when she mentioned rolls… She wanted me to perform two in a row. “Gosh, I’ve never been able to do even one on the beam, I find flic-flacs easier”…
I did it, two in a row just like that. I didn’t show my pride because everybody was taking for granted I was more than used to rolls on the beam. Then she said “no hands rolls“… And I did them it too. “Do you remember that element that you used to do when you were agile and young…?” (Well, she didn’t exactly say that ). I did it to. I think I had never been for so much time on a beam.
I wanted to write this now because I think it’s a good thing to remember the fact that now I ache all over, but I’m in a great mood.
Hidden moral: Adrenaline works wonders.