(Unfortunately, this post will not be too long because we still don't have the internet at our home. Our NEW internet should be on Tuesday (we shall see). 2 1/2 weeks in the making)
Yesterday, my daughter competed in the State meet. We were worried because of the disaster from last year. Last year she fell off the beam (twice) and that was the very first event. And for those that know gymnastics... there goes your whole meet. But this year was different.
She started off interesting... We didn't have to wait long because she was the 3rd person on the vault. So she lines up, addresses the judges, they give her the ok and she takes off down the runway (I'm pretty sure that it is not called the runway but she doesn't read my blog so I'm not worried about her correcting me). I have seen this a few hundred times so I'm waiting for her to get to the takeoff line (another plane reference (not sure why)). And she runs right by it! She also ran by the springboard. Then she ran past the horse as well! I had no idea what that was all about. She was supposed to jump, spring, flip and land. She was 0 for 4. As my 4-year old would say: "That's not supposed to happen." Luckily, her walk back to the starting point gave me time to think about what had happen and to assure myself that she didn't, all of a sudden, start thinking she was running track. That would have been embarrassing for all.
So she lines up (again), addresses the judges (another time), they give her the ok (come on, come on!) and she takes off down the tarmac (last airport reference... until the next one of course). This time she stays on the path. However, she jumps from the wrong side of the line. If she had been bowling there would have been that annoying BUZZ that would have accompanied her step. She also didn't hit the horse right. And she didn't land right, either. I just shrank in my seat. I was mentally dusting off that "you'll do better next year" speech that I had used at last year's State. But since she didn't actually jump on her first pass, she gets another. This time she lines up and nails it!
To make this not-so-long story shorter... SHE WAS THE BEST!!! With each event I was refiling the old speech in my mental rolodex (for the younger generation: mental iPhone contact list). I editing all of my words line-by-line until I finally had to rename the speech. It became the "how does it feel to be the best 11-year old gymnast in the state" speech. That right! My daughter won the Bronze on the Floor. She won the Silver on the Beam. She won the Gold on the Bars. And she took the coveted GOLD in the ALL-AROUND!!! I would have given her the Platinum but the medals don't go that high (except in the mind of the fathers).
I will say this... I kinda teared up a little bit. And not in that "why do they keep killing off my favorite people on Desperate Housewives" kinda way (even though I haven't finished watching this past episode so please don't spoil it for me). No, it was a much more. It was that MANLY "I just stubbed my pinky toe really hard on the corner of the entertainment center while my kids were watching and I can't say a bad word or cry" kinda way.
Either way, I'm very excited! I'm very proud! I'm even more happy about that than about finally getting the internet back working at my house after 2 1/2 weeks. But truth be told, getting the internet working again will probably make me do the above Desperate Housewives cry. I will keep you posted.