The day to day exploits in the life of a single mom following her youngest daughter down life's path...
The care and training of a young gymnast
I wish I had started this blog a while back. At that time I had no clue my youngest daughter would have the drive to be a gymnast. I just knew I couldn't contain her energy and needed an outlet for it's release. Hopefully this blog will be helpful to others that have a kid interested in gymnastics.
As I am a single disabled parent, money's been tight and this sport is not cheap. The commitment of financial resources, time and energy for the parent can be as demanding as the physical demands placed on the athelete.
This blog is created for all the unsung heroes behind that future medalist, the parent.
As I am a single disabled parent, money's been tight and this sport is not cheap. The commitment of financial resources, time and energy for the parent can be as demanding as the physical demands placed on the athelete.
This blog is created for all the unsung heroes behind that future medalist, the parent.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Emily's Left Thumb
It's leap day! Tomorrow Emily gets her brace off and she can start using her left hand again. In January Emily broke her thumb in a freak accident at Flynn Elementary. Emily never gets hurt at the Gym. While trying to get her backpack off of the hook so she could leave school for gym, she somehow caught her thumb in the coathook, breaking it. When I took her for xrays, they confirmed that she had broken the metacarpal bone of her left thumb in the growth plate. Well, at least this injury wasn't in the middle of a competition season. Emily's been conditioning and training on floor, vault and beam, just not bars.
Today I got an IPhone 4S, and I' think that I should be able to update this blog on the run, through the I-Phone, so maybe now I can be a little more regular in my posts. This phone has Siri, and she's got attitude. Tonight, while trying to figure out how to make a call, I asked Siri to help. She dialed everyone but who I wanted. I called her a piece of s**t. She answered back with attitude "I'm doing THE BEST THAT I CAN!" Ewh.. sorry...
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