Playing with Fire
When I did gymnastics last year, dive rolls over top of vaults scared me to begin with. So did handsprings. I'd run up, and just as I'd be about to jump and dive, or do a handstand on top of a vault, I'd seize up and run back.
I'd do this over and over again.
I'd tell myself, no, I'll be fine, I can do this.
Sometimes people got sick of me. Then I'd go back in the next day, and do all the progressions, one by one. Then bam, I'd do a handspring or a dive roll.
One boy once asked where my sudden courage always came from.
Sometimes I wonder when I'll stop running up and toeing the line and completely cross it.
And once you've crossed it, do you never look back?
Do you just keep dive rolling and handspringing because it's addictive and fun?
'Til suddenly you're walking down the street and you just feel like flipping and rolling and handspringing and cartwheeling everywhere?
I think so.
I'd do this over and over again.
I'd tell myself, no, I'll be fine, I can do this.
Sometimes people got sick of me. Then I'd go back in the next day, and do all the progressions, one by one. Then bam, I'd do a handspring or a dive roll.
One boy once asked where my sudden courage always came from.
Sometimes I wonder when I'll stop running up and toeing the line and completely cross it.
And once you've crossed it, do you never look back?
Do you just keep dive rolling and handspringing because it's addictive and fun?
'Til suddenly you're walking down the street and you just feel like flipping and rolling and handspringing and cartwheeling everywhere?
I think so.
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