needless to say, we figured it out, and after getting morgan to her sunday school teachers aide gig, sara, jilly, maguire and i hit starbucks and decided to just not try to do it all. as much as we wanted to volunteer and participate in the Hirshberg 5K today, it didn't happen.
trying to do it all made me feel so anxious, and one of my greatest (new, i have to add) attributes is in those moments, i stop and ask myself why. why must i be all, all the time.
on top of it, sara's gymnastics meet was tonight in pasadena.
she was nervous, and morgan and i were sooo tired; we put our best faces on (i hope) for her.
tonight's meet was the last preliminary for sectionals.
beam was first in rotation; she hadn't yet competed this level's routine, which includes a back walkover.
in her practice run through, she looked sharp. but took a fall off beam and scraped the side of her quad pretty badly (think rug burn - ouch).
tears in her eyes, limping off the mat, her coach helped her regroup. morgan and i could see from the sidelines that she was holding it together. her resolve is pretty fucking awesome.
she walked up to the beam, and saluted the judges. she went for it. her coach spotted her with the back walkover (which is a substantial deduction), but sara was determined to make this routine great, and no way, no how with that nasty injury, she didn't fall off. wobbles and all, sara's focus was intense and she finished with a dismount to be proud of.
sara still had 3 more events to compete, and she was really hurting.
she kept her composure and held her head high in every corner of the gym.
sadly, she did not qualify to move onto sectionals, and will not compete at the state meet.
sara was upset, her teammates & besties were supportive.
in the meantime, she will continue to train, and compete in a special gymnastics season...she will get her own routines including floor with personalized music and choreography.
she is so so excited for the next chapter (and so are we!!).
i'll be at soulcycle tomorrow a.m.
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