Rough Night

Mckenna had another gymnastics meet on Saturday night. On Friday morning she woke up sick and by noon we were at the doctor with a diagnosis of strep throat. Her fever broke around 2:00pm so by meet time she was 24 hours fever free and on antibiotics.

Warming up with stretching...


















Singing the National Anthem...Baileigh was trying to teach Morgan to put her hand over her heart...this was the result, too cute!





Mckenna started off on the vault and did okay...something like an 8.95. Not great, not bad. But she kind of fell apart after that...nothing obvious happened (like falling off the beam or the bars), but she scored really low on the remaining events.

Needless to say she didn't medal in anything. She was very upset and started crying during the awards. While I hated to see her hurting, I was also really pleased that her coach was patient and compassionate yet firm with her. She reminded her that she was part of a team and they won first place all around. Then she encouraged her that everyone has good nights and bad nights and she won't always win medals.


Our Saturday evening meet ended up being a bigger lesson in life...failure is never fun but it makes success even sweeter. Hopefully Mckenna will have a good meet next time and appreciate the feeling of winning...and be sensitive to those who had a rough night.