Nairnville - Gymnastics

For the past five weeks, on Thursday, my class would walk to a gymnasium called Nairnville, which is a five minute walk from my school, to do gymnastics.

For all the years that I've been at St. Benedict's School, I dreaded gymnastics the most. Not because I think it's mostly a girl thing, but because of how the exercises are excruciating. We have to do cartwheels, handstands, rolls, and bar flips, and many more. You have to put a lot of effort to perform these, especially if you're not an experienced gymnast.

The routines were usually split in to three parts. One of the routines was just a circuit with obstacles that goes around and around, this is supervised by the accompanying teacher. Then there would be the beam, handstand, and rings routines, which is led by one of the two Nairnville staff. And then the last routines were the rolls. This I hated because of the foam that you had to roll on. It was rough, and had that odour of gym lockers. Over all the routines weren't that bad.

My favourite part was the circuit routine because of the easiness and the effortless tasks. You just had to climb a ladder, go down a slide, hop to a jumping task, and more, then repeat. It was, well, easy. And that was my favourite part. The other thing I kind of enjoyed was the trampoline, though I've only went on it once due to the fights on going first and getting off. The trampoline was expansive and stretched in to a rectangular shape.

I think I improved in nothing, because I've had seven years already to practice all these routines, and I probably should already be an expert. Though I've had many troubles, I've learned to just get it over with and continue on.

The gymnastics this year have been agonising and thrilling at the same time, and I guess that kind of fun.