Funny, Motivational & Inspirational Gymnastics Quotes And Sayings – Big Hive Mind
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McKayla Maroney Competing in gymnastics is the greatest reminder of being alive as a human being. Kerri Strugg We can push ourselves further. We always have more to give. Gwendoline Christie I would like beautiful gymnastics to be recognized as the best. I want the judges to appreciate things that are not necessarily winning points.
Kohei Uchimura In order to feel alive, we have to accomplish things that we once believed we could not. Dominique Moceanu Being a gymnast means you have the strength to hold on and the courage to let go. Unknown I was told early on in my gymnastics training that I was full of energy but not full of talent. So, believe me, hard work and determination can get you where you want to go.
Shawn Johnson Using your body to free your mind. Marty Rubin I think gymnastics trained me as a person, too.
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Without the lessons I learned in gymnastics, I would be crushed. Steven Redhead Other people may not have had high expectations for me… but I had high expectations for myself Shannon Miller Gymnastics. Blood, sweat and tears chalk. Unknown Gymnastics has made me strong. I feel like it broke me down to my lowest point, but at the same time, it has given me the greatest strength anyone could ask for. Shawn Johnson Finish what you start, no matter how painful it may be.
Amy Adams This is how sport has contributed to my personality, toughness and discipline. I have a plan, and I work on it. Svetlana Khorkina Never give up and always keep fighting, because though times may be tough, the sacrifices do pay off, so just keep pushing towards your dream and just love it at the same time and enjoy it.
Gabby Douglas Whoever you are, whatever your dream, you have to be strong in your head and strong in your heart. If there was ever any heavy duty spotting required, David was there.
As coaches, I used to tell people, they were ideal. There was no Bela Karolyi-esque leaping, yelling, or clapping when things went well in competition, and there was no scolding, shouting, or insults when things went poorly in training.
They rarely joked, but they also rarely made us feel like gymnastics was the only thing that mattered in the world. For several years after I retired, I would tell people how lucky I had been to have such great coaches. They pushed us to work hard, but they never made us train through injuries or told us to lose weight.
We spent an enormous amount of time with them, but to us, perhaps because they told us so little about their lives, or perhaps because we were so young, they were largely inscrutable. The nature of the sport demanded that they understand how each and everyone of us thought, how we reacted to success and failure and pain and competition. They had to know how to communicate with us, how to motivate us.
They knew us a lot better than we knew them, but in spite of that -- or perhaps because of it -- we trusted them. They were the ones who helped us to almost literally fly, and the ones who would catch us when we fell. Even when they were spotting us lightly, even when Karen merely stood next to the beam and held her hand a full six inches behind my back, as I prepared to throw myself back into a flip I knew I was safe. By the time I was eleven and starting seventh grade, I was spending over 24 a week in the gym: In elite competitions, there are two gyms: In the warm up gym, we wore matching warm up leotards, so that our competition leotards would be pristine and chalk-free.
A warm up leotard was a status symbol; it meant that you had reached the big leagues, that your routines were hard enough that you needed to run through them in the warm up gym before doing them for the judges.
The year I ascended to that status, our warm up leotards were made by the mother of one of my teammates, a girl named Elizabeth. They were sleeveless, made of a deep purple crushed velvet, with silver sparkling decorations on the chest and a keyhole in the back.
That first warm up was a chance to practice our routines without the judges seeing us in advance of competition, and it was the last chance for our coaches to make game-time decisions about removing any tricks that we were struggling to nail from our routines. Once out there, we had a few minutes at the start of every event rotation -- vault, bars, beam, floor -- to warm up on each apparatus before competing.
On floor, the entire team was unleashed onto the mat all at once, about ten of us all trying to practice our tumbling passes and our pirouettes in the short time allotted without smashing into each other.
The injury happened during that last-minute warm up for my very last routine of the day at what would be my very last national competition. I launched myself into my hardest tumbling pass. Adrenalin pumping, I got more air than I was used to getting in training, and the timing of my landing was off.
The full weight of my spinning, falling body came down on one straight leg. So my parents, who had traveled to Melbourne to watch me compete, had to sit in the stands and watch as I went down, as I lay in the middle of the big blue mat sobbing, as David ran over and scooped me up and carried me away. I had narrowly avoided dislocating my left knee, but the hyperextension was enough to put me in physical therapy for months.
I still went to training, where I spent entire practice sessions doing conditioning and light bars work while my teammates did real gymnastics all around me.
When I was granted permission to run and jump and practice dismounts again, I was hesitant. Nervous, wary -- especially on vault and on floor. I competed one more time before I made the decision to retire, at a local competition with otherwise low stakes. I was so scared to put any power into my tumbling that the last somersault of my routine was dangerously under-rotated.
The music ended and I limped off the floor to where Karen stood watching, visibly disappointed by my performance. I was training 21 hours a week. I was in eighth grade. And during the months I had spent going to the gym but not doing gymnastics, I had fallen out of love. One day, after physical therapy, I asked to go home instead of going straight to the gym like I usually did. My parents knew what that meant.
Karen and David did, too. I missed everything, except the pain.Annie's First VS Last Gymnastics Meet - Gymnastics Evolution
I missed my teammates, and the rush of competition, and the excitement of learning new tricks, and the certainty of being Chloe the Gymnast. And I missed Karen and David. Unlike some gymnasts who hop from club to club looking for the right coaches, I had trained at -- and competed for -- just one club my whole career.
I first heard about the accusations against David four years after I quit, a few months after I graduated from high school. I had remained in contact with few of the gymnasts; we all went to different high schools and lived in different parts of the city and gymnastics was for a lot of us one of the only things we had in common. I laughed the nervous laugh that has gotten me in trouble with French transit cops and that had gotten me in trouble with Karen and David more than once. I laughed it again when Sylvia told me which gymnast it was.
Whose mother had made our warm-up leotards. She had been a tiny kid, and now she was a very petite teenager, a little nugget of muscle with long straight hair and big front teeth. Elizabeth had been 15 or 16 at the time, and David was in his forties. Sylvia, along with other gymnasts who had been training alongside Elizabeth for most of the time that the abuse was happening, had been called in by the police for questioning. A special cheering section is here in Canada for Michael Mazzuocco in your cycling events.
We're there in the feed zone cheering you on! Congratulations on the medals earned so far. A big hug and a special congratulations to my niece, Jessica Dorcich on her two gold medals.
I hope you are all cheering loud for Jessica and Team Canada. Love, Auntie Treese Name: Am watching the medal count and WOW! Keep up the amazing effort and have a blast! Way to go, we knew you could do it. You are an inspiration to all athletes. Hope you are all having major amounts of fun during the Olympics. Best wishes to all. Congratulations on all your medals so far.
Hope you are all enjoying this amazing experience! Wishing all of you great success in your events and you are ALL already winners!!! I met a young girl in the year after my son passed away and donated his organs. We were on the same flight to Disney World I wish I could locate her to see how she is doing and I hope and pray she received her gift of life! She was a patient of SickKids and if anyone knows her please pass along my email addy. Dustin Laviolette, I hope you have a lot of fun and make a pile of new friends.
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Bring home a Medal for Team Canada Congrats Joseph Gallo on your Bronze win. Good luck for your upcoming competitions. Can't wait to see you. What an inspirational adventure! Enjoy your time, eat lots of Timtams, and good luck in your events! And don't forget to "Slip Slap Slop", as they say in Oz! Way to go guys!! We are cheering for you and all of the team. We are proud of you all. Good job Alie and Robin!
Funny, Motivational & Inspirational Gymnastics Quotes And Sayings
You do us proud. Joe Gallo and John Frias YOU make us so proud……great to see the photos, keep on, keep on. Congrats to all SickKids competitors and so thankful that Team Canada has such great support!! All of me wishes I was there, my thoughts are with you.
Your soccer team back home is cheering for you. Dear Athletes, Good luck in all the events! Enjoy each minute of your time - Parents too. Remember that each of you is already a "winner" just by being YOU The pictures look great.
Want to send a special shout out to Joe Gallo and family. The dialysis unit is rooting for you! Bring us some bling! Go Team SickKids Go!!! Best of luck to all the athletes participating in the World Transplant Games. I hope you have a lot of fun and an amazing experience in the land down under. A special hello to my niece Jessica Dorcich and her family - it sounds like your holiday in Australia was already very memorable - I am sure your experiences at the games will be just as wonderful.
Good luck and we are thinking about you! To all my friends and the families of Team SickKids: As I read about your first 3 days at the games, I think about how hard you have all worked to be where you are today. You are an inspiration to all of us here in Canada and have shown that Organ Donations do work!!! Go Team SickKids Go!!!! We are all back at home watching and waiting to hear how you are doing.
We are giving you much support and encouragement from all the way back over here! Hope you have fun and enjoy every minute of it. You are all already champions in our minds.
You guys are an inspiration! I hope you continue to have a ton of fun. You are a great group representing Team Canada and SickKids! You make us all proud. I hope you all do well, stay healthy, drink lots of water and, above all, have fun. I hope you make lots of new friends. Give a koala a hug for me Angie in the UK Message: