Last spring, I seriously contemplated a "normal" life -- one without gymnastics. I pictured all the advantages: enough sleep, no over-exhaustion, more time to see my friends.
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Every summer marks the beginning of three months of gymnastics camp, or what I affectionately term "rhythmic boot camp."
The 2008 Massachusetts State Championships pops on, and I see 13-year-old Elaine enter the carpet. Her raven black ribbon spirals to life as the music, a tango, marches on. My jaw drops.
It's three days before Regionals. With one training left and a handful of papers and tests to tackle before then, I nearly live and breathe one word: panic.
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