Adult Gymnastics Classes

I’ve spent the last 9 years watching various kids learn gymnastics and more recently, cheer. I find it heaps of fun to watch my kids develop new skills and get crazy strong. I have encouraged them to work on their strength at home to help (my kids tend to be flexible, which hinders their strength somewhat). It astounds me the dedication and enthusiasm they have at such young ages.

So, recent developments have enabled me to empathise a little more with my progeny, and I realise that these sports that I thought were pretty intense are, well, pretty intense.

In a moment of box-stepping-outside-of, I started doing an adult gymnastics class. I’ve only been in it for a few weeks, and while I’ve experienced pains heretofore unthought, I think I might be hooked.

After the first class the muscles between my foot bones hurt for a week. This week, I learned I have muscles between my ribs, and they can hurt too!

Nobody told me that my 42 year old body could still do a handstand, cartwheel or splits, beam, vault, rings and p-bars, but here I am, improving and beginning to think I could actually climb that darn rope! They are working us towards all the cool tumbling too, oh man, I’d love to be able to do a round off back handspring!