A Narrative Essay On A Vault Analysis

If you don't know what it means to be injured it means to be harmed, damaged, or impaired. I survived vault at gymnastics practice by my coaches being there to try to catch me. It was a long, and painful recovery.

Before that one vault. I was in Sartell Sapphires gymnastics for about two years almost three years. I was always able to do a front handspring over vault by myself my coaches still would stand there Incase I would do something wrong. I would occasionally fail, but not as bad I would bend my arms, or not land it. But their was that one time. Good thing my coaches were standing there she was off to the side a little she had to run up to the vault, and try to catch me she cot me my one arm. If she wouldn’t have been their the injury could have been worse, but I Still fell onto the concrete.

It was my first time back to gymnastics after I just go off crutches I sprained my ankle really bad it was close to a fracture. How I was on crutches is I jumped Down five of my stairs, and I would put one hand on the railing, and the other on the wall the hand on the wall slipped, and down I went fell on my foot it was 8:40 P.M the doctors office closed at nine P.M. I used to always jump down my stairs I have never jumped down my stairs since that day. Now let's get to the first day back to gymnastics it was fine until vault I was third to go in line. It was my turn, and the coaches forgot to adjust the spring bored I though they did, but I guess not. I was running down the vault runway about to bounce on the spring bored then my foot missed the spring bored then I hit the vault hard, and fell off vault then hit the concrete. My coach tried to catch me. After I could kinda walk, but it hurt so bad it felt like I kept stubbing my toe over and over