A Gymnast
Patience is a man’s greatest virtue, or so the saying goes.
A gymnast must have said it, for a gymnast surely knows
That in this funny sport of ours discouragement runs high;
And at times the very best will find this virtue’s passed us by.
When hands are ripped and throbbing, when every muscle’s sore,
Can a gymnast still have patience to limp in for more?
When you’ve lost old moves you used to do,
And progress seems so slow,
Can you still have faith in better days and not feel sad and low?
Can you admit you’re frightened, yet not give in to fear?
Can you conquer pain, frustration, and often even tears?
When someone else does something you’ve tried so long to do,
Can you really feel glad for them or just pity for you?
And when success seems far away your efforts all in vain,
Can you force yourself to wear a smile and disregard the pain?
If despite the tribulations you can say, “I won’t give in!”
Maybe someday you’ll discover that it’s now YOUR time to win.
Savannah had her end-of the-year banquet for gymnastics. It was really nice. We were able to get a babysitter and enjoy an hour or so with Savannah alone. They had it catered, the food was great. I really just think everything tastes better when someone else makes it and cleans it up. They had a slide show of the girls playing on a big screen in the corner. All kids love to see themselves in pictures. After we ate the coaches said something about each of the gymnasts and gave them a trophy.
Moving Savannah to this gym was a good decision. She has made some good friends and the coaches are fun. She’s learning how to work hard to achieve her goals. She also enjoys the physical benefit of all her hard work. She loves to tell about shattering all the school records and talking smack to the boys. It’s especially sweet when the school gym teacher tells her just to stop doing sit-ups, “There’s not enough time for you to do as many as you can. Great job, Baugh.”
I agree, Great Job, Baugh.
Patience is a man’s greatest virtue, or so the saying goes.
A gymnast must have said it, for a gymnast surely knows
That in this funny sport of ours discouragement runs high;
And at times the very best will find this virtue’s passed us by.
When hands are ripped and throbbing, when every muscle’s sore,
Can a gymnast still have patience to limp in for more?
When you’ve lost old moves you used to do,
And progress seems so slow,
Can you still have faith in better days and not feel sad and low?
Can you admit you’re frightened, yet not give in to fear?
Can you conquer pain, frustration, and often even tears?
When someone else does something you’ve tried so long to do,
Can you really feel glad for them or just pity for you?
And when success seems far away your efforts all in vain,
Can you force yourself to wear a smile and disregard the pain?
If despite the tribulations you can say, “I won’t give in!”
Maybe someday you’ll discover that it’s now YOUR time to win.
Savannah had her end-of the-year banquet for gymnastics. It was really nice. We were able to get a babysitter and enjoy an hour or so with Savannah alone. They had it catered, the food was great. I really just think everything tastes better when someone else makes it and cleans it up. They had a slide show of the girls playing on a big screen in the corner. All kids love to see themselves in pictures. After we ate the coaches said something about each of the gymnasts and gave them a trophy.
Moving Savannah to this gym was a good decision. She has made some good friends and the coaches are fun. She’s learning how to work hard to achieve her goals. She also enjoys the physical benefit of all her hard work. She loves to tell about shattering all the school records and talking smack to the boys. It’s especially sweet when the school gym teacher tells her just to stop doing sit-ups, “There’s not enough time for you to do as many as you can. Great job, Baugh.”
I agree, Great Job, Baugh.
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