I Can't Give Up.

Ever feel like you gotta give up?

Two days ago, that was me. I watched gymnastics videos on YouTube of girls in MY level, and saw how quickly they slipped from level 4 to 6 and then higher and higher!

Then I thought of myself. Eleven---nearly twelve--- and still in the fourth level. There's no way I'm gonna succeed in this sport, right?

But, right where I knew I wanted to quit, I realized that I really love gymnastics and I can't live without it. Whether it's sink or swim for me, I'll never know unless I try.

I've been giving it two years and going on three of working hard to be the best. I've always been the best listener, better on poise, and the one who wants every routine to be perfect, but usually the meets don't rock as much. And don't get me wrong--- I've always been the one to miss weeks of class due to injuries.

Now, I'm skipping a competition to hopefully settle down all the nervousness and self-conciousness. It was all too tense at the moment.

Now, with my nerves calmed down and my body at ease and injury-free, in January, I'm ready to step back into gymnastics.

All because age is just a number.