Mid-highschool crisis

So..I’m not middle-aged..but at the beginning of my senior year I decided I wanted to try something new.. now for those of you who know me, you know that I have done that many times so far in my short life of 18 years. (but someday I will devote a post to that..) So in August, I signed up for tumbling classes. I found a place that offered them for older people..but I was still the oldest person by far. While all the other junior high and freshman girls were talking about their latest boyfriend or new make-up..I was talking about college.. yeah, it was a little weird. But nevertheless I stuck with it. My goal-to do a backhandspring. More for me then for cheerleading. Well..I got it! Finally..I did it by myself. After a bit of coaching from my instructor and him finally convincing me that he wasn’t doing anything..I did one. No, it wasn’t pretty..and neither were the 10 more I attempted after that..but I did it. I accomplished my goal..and I was elated. I haven’t felt that much satisfaction in a long time. 8 months of an hour a week practicing-with one goal in mind. I was on cloud 9! I reached my goal..of course, now I don’t want to stop..I want to make them perfect..but that will come in time. For right now, I’m satisfied that I can do it!

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