Birmingham pushing myself #15

 I just went to Birmingham Alabama for nationals in gymnastics. This consisted of quite the journey. A packed up car at 6am, me and three others in one car, another car with three more and we set out to drive there in one day. I split my driving time with one other person switching off roughly every 2 ½ hours. It was a long day that ended with our AirBNB being in one of the sketchiest neighborhoods I have ever seen, and an open gym with hundreds of people. Over the course of the next two days I competed in 14 events, pushing my body to the limit. The first day I competed what I was used to and it was the four WAG events: floor, beam, vault, and bars. The second day was much harder; I was filled with ten events that I had never competed in before. The first was MAG, in which I competed vault, p-bars, high bar, floor, pommel horse, and finally rings. After all that I was then faced with T&T. Where I competed trampoline, syncro, double mini, and finally rod floor. Then I was done, or so I thought, we still have the awards ceremony and then the 12 hour drive back home. The final stretch of that drive was the worst part, it was dark, I was tired, so was everyone else in the car as they promptly fell asleep, it was all winding back roads and no highway. Some soft music was playing in the background and all I wanted was my bed. When we finally got back I felt so accomplished, I was so proud of myself and what I had done. I couldn't believe how far I had come from nationals last year when I had only competed WAG. I cannot wait to see what I end up doing next year.

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