Gymnastics was hard but not a nightmare because I started so young, at age 1 3/4 and didn't quit until I turned 9. It fit like a glove, in some ways. I was considered advanced for my age, but I only got to things like back walkovers. It was work, but I could do it. Some of it was easy, I bet. Some of it caught on to me as scary, in the end, like cartwheeling off a cliff into a foam pit or doing something more advanced off the vault/horse.
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