By Jill Krementz
Copyright 1978
Only once every four years does this happen – I get my fill
of watching gymnastics on television!
Gymnastics is a sport that isn’t often covered in the news. I usually have to search the internet for information on
athletes and competitions. This week,
though, I was inundated with news on the Final Five team of women who have
spent their whole young lives struggling to achieve an amazing goal. And struggle is putting it mildly. Their commitment and drive is amazing and fortunately
enabled them to achieve their goal of gold.
Watching all this gymnastics brought to mind a book, at one
time a favorite, which is still on my shelf.
A Very Young Gymnast highlights the life of Torrence York, a ten year
old whose dream is to become an Olympic Gymnast. The book is full of photos of Torrence with
her teammates, at practice and competitions, and at home with her family. In most she is smiling, but in one we see her
crying from pain and frustration.
I loved this book because I loved gymnastics. I admired this young girl’s dedication and
skill. Never once, though, do I remember
aspiring to be her. I loved the sport
merely because it was fun and I enjoyed practice. I knew I never had it in me to dedicate so
much of my life to such a physically tough activity! Likewise, when I see what today’s Olympic
gymnasts do and how they got there, I think they – and their families – are crazy!
Still, these girls inspire me. They show me that to achieve something great –
no matter what the goal is – it has to be something I love to do. The dedication they have would be impossible
without a true love of their sport and a drive that comes from deep
within. If you love what you do, you’ll
want to put in the necessary blood, sweat, and tears. You will be willing to keep pushing, even if
the chances of landing on top of the podium are slim!
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