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First meet my class, then I invented a little bar and beam routine and filmed it, you know, to track my progress.  That’s at the end.

This is my gym, the East York Gymnastics Club (warning: site plays music)

BARS

- mount, up to top bar, down to bottom, back up to top, dismount

- springboard to ? > jump to top > kip cast to ? > down to lower >  kip cast to easy transition > kip cast to dismount > back tuck

BEAM

- mount, two lines, dismount

- spring board to catleap > cartwheel back walkover > split jump to turn > front walk over to dismount round off back tuck

FLOOR

- two tumbling lines connected by as little dance as possible

- front tuck round off back handspring back tuck > over to other corner > second tumbling line

VAULT

- front normal one

ALSO

- giants on the big bar with that thing

- splits each way

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Twice a week for the past three I’m back in the gym… I did some when I was a kid, and who knew muscle memory stuck around for that long?!

This is me doing a front tuck this summer; it’s grainy I know, filmed with my Blackberry.

After I realized I could still do that I researched around, chose a gymnastics club and tada, fun and exercise ahoy.

Here’s some screenshots from a video I made about my class.  Like how I took the most dramatic frames? ;)

That’s the best part about gymnastics, bottom right – you can make yourself actually fly.

To Casie, for helping build my new home online.

To Patrick, for hacking the crap outta the CSS both here and there.

And to Graham for editing, and always wearing that sweatshirt.

Couldn’t have done it without you, trite but true, xo.

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That way my home is sparkling and ready for a new week.

I put on fun shoes, jam my iPod in and we’re off, add some jazz hands to the dishes, rodeo lasso moves with the vacuum cord, that’s what’s happening.

I air everything out too, all windows and doors ajar forcing new and fresh air into my breathing space.  I’m big on air.

I like when it smells like nothing; those plug-ins and air fresheners are too much, I think. I hold my breath 90% of the time I open someone’s fridge.  That’s part of the reason I don’t cook, the smell would go everywhere and touch everything and gross.

Then some ice wine nectar of the gods to cap off an excellent weekend.

Cheers and here’s to a great start to your new week!