Writing Workshop Linky

April 1, 2011

in Lifestyle

This week I asked you to write about something that took your breath away. Something that always managed to take my breath away growing up was gymnastics. Whether I ran into the vault, fell off the beam, or managed to do a trick just right, I was always breathless.

Sweat House


A large warehouse with a

delivery port in the back that was open

during good weather housed the

bouncing energy of fifty-three girls. 


A bright blue floor mat, three balance beams,

vault, trampoline, foam pit, and uneven bars

and two knotted climbing ropes hanging

from the ceiling.  The ropes weren’t for

competition.  They were for races.


Races I always lost.

Balance beams I always fell off.

Uneven bars I couldn’t hold on to.

A vault I couldn’t get over.


Somewhere along the line, I learned

to do the splits.  It wasn’t the first day

I could do them, just first day what was

once a frustrating struggle was

performed with ease.


Sit-ups, push-up, warm-up routines.

The royal purple leotard and white

side stripe – the uniform of the

competition team. 

Somewhere along the line, I learned

to point my toes just right.  My feet

learned to find the floor.  My hands,

ripped from wrist to finger from days

of blisters, held on.



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Lindsey Renuard is a blogger, YouTube beauty expert, and the Managing Editor of the Skiatook Journal.


Versebender April 1, 2011 at 5:06 pm

Really enjoyed reading this.  There is triumph at the end…makes the struggle worthwhile.  "held on"…a perfect description. vb

Mike Patrick April 2, 2011 at 9:35 pm

Practice makes perfect. Looks like you made it with your writing.

Tumblewords April 2, 2011 at 10:31 pm

There's always a learning curve somewhere! I never did learn the splits. 🙂

jingle April 3, 2011 at 9:36 am

what a profound learning experience.
well penned wisdom of words.

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