Goen Strong

So what started this journey? What was my tipping point?

My daughter is a competitive gymnast. I wanted to get more involved in her world, so I applied for a job at her gym. It was a float roll, so some front desk work and I was going to learn to also coach some classes too. I was so excited. I trained for a few front desk shifts and then it was time to get out on the floor.

I got there that night, excited to start working with these girls, and learning myself. But I quickly realized I was unprepared. I had a hard time with simple things like stretching. I struggled with spotting on simple maneuvers because I did not have the strength to do it. It felt crummy leaving that night. I felt like I had made the wrong choice taking the job. I went out on the floor one or two more times, struggled again, and learned that the preschool littles and front desk were a more appropriate place for me to be.

Even making that realization, it was not quite enough. It was going to take one more incident, a life altering one, to give me the push I need to change my life and my story. What was the push?Stay tuned for part two 🖤🙌