poem – Not Just a Sport

Chalk Bucket – LiveLoveTumble:

… It was inspired by Shawn Johnson’s Champion poem….

Not Just a Sport

Late every night, you’re still in the gym
Perfecting your skills, so you can win
You’re there after everyone else has gone
Though it may seem tempting, you’re still pushing on
Though these countless routines seem to have no end
You’ll always get up to try them again
And whether you land on your feet or your face
Nothing could ever take you away
From this sport that you love with all of your heart
And you always have, from the very start
It means sacrificing time with family and friends
For practices that seem to have no end
For those early mornings and late, late nights
As you soar through the air, reaching new heights
But when you win the meet with a medal and a smile
It makes everything seem so worthwhile
As you stand on the podium amidst the cheers
Trying to hold back grateful tears
As you wave to the crowd, as you wave to the world
For a moment, it’s all focused on this one girl
It makes it all worth it, the struggles and pain
The times when your efforts seemed all in vain
The days when you thought that this might be it
The time had come when you decided to quit
When you thought that this sport was no longer for you
It was no longer fun, it was no longer new
But you had another good day, and you realized
That it’s this sport that helps you survive
That gymnastics alone is what gets you through
Because it’s not just a sport – it’s part of you

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Rick Mc

Career gymnastics coach who loves the outdoors, and the internet.

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