I probably should begin my story saying that I have sports in my DNA.
My mom was an acrobat and fitness instructor, now she’s a PE teacher.
My dad graduated from the sports academy and I remember that he always was a member of those sports clubs at work when there was such a possibility.
Now, when there’s no sports club in his current job, he goes to gym every day even though he’s over 50.
So, when I was little, my mom used to take me to her fitness class.
If I had to choose one thing that I’m grateful to my parents the most then it would be the possibility to try any kind of hobby including plenty of sports disciplines.
So, the first one was fitness.
Then my mom taught me some acrobat tricks.
When I was 6 or 7, I joined a gymnastics club. Around this time my parents took me and my sister to a Cirque du Soleil show where I fell in love with a performance of a girl on a trapeze and I decided that one day I’d be just like her.
However, it was just a dream, till this day I wonder why I didn’t ask parents to sign me up for aerial classes.
At the same time, I started dancing. Summarizing, I danced for about 10 years but it never was my main activity.
After two years, I dropped gymnastics because I was mentally too weak and I still regret it a little and joined a basketball club that was in my primary school.
I went to the first workout with my best friend just as a company, I had no idea about basketball.
She didn’t like it and it was her first and the last workout, I stayed for the next 6 or 7 years and almost decided to become a professional player.
We were the best team in the region and the second in the entire country and I was lucky enough to finish my basketball career as a captain of the team.
I was on several camps of one of the national league teams but at this point, I thought that I need to either focus on school or try to become a professional player.
I was scared that I’d become this stereotypical dumb sportsperson or that one injury would leave me with no future.
So, I decided to focus on school.
Then, I danced a little more though I never treated it seriously and I still played basketball in school tournaments.
At this time, I was working out a lot by myself at home.
Social media was becoming more and more popular and I was getting tons of inspiration on Instagram.
Also, I took yoga classes from time.
I think that at that time I learnt more tricks that anyone had taught me before.
And then the most stupid injury happened.
In Poland, before Easter, schools take 3 days off and instead of lessons there are workshops in church.
In high school though we had extra classes after the workshops, everyone could choose what they want to do at this time.
I chose PE of course.
While most kids played volleyball, I went for the second, a way smaller gym where I decided to stretch. I was doing splits on a gym ladder and my hip simply fell out of the joint.
I couldn’t walk for a month.
It was a real struggle and I was entirely out of sports for next 3 months.
I thought I’d never do another split in my life (though I did after a year ).
It was freshman year in high school, and I got this paper from my doctor that I couldn’t run nor jump.
So, I sat during 90% of PE classes.
This is when I quit dance for good.
Then I got more interested in yoga, pilates, and similar mental classes and I really loved it.
This is when I went to a gym for the first time, I thought of going back to a dance school.
However, after a 2-year break when I compared the price of a gym member and dance school. I simply went to a gym.
Later, I tried dancing on my own or went to some dance workshops here and there but my hip can’t deal with this kind of move.
So, I totally gave up and haven’t danced for about 3 years.
Within a few years when my hip got better I started getting a little bored of those yoga and pilates classes.
Despite working out 4-5 times a week I was loosing my shape more and more and I didn’t like that.
I slowly started “sightseeing” the gym.
For two years, I only went to the fitness studio inside the gym.
I was extremely scared of the rest of the gym and muscular people, I’m sure you know the feeling.
However, over time, I started feeling more and more confident.
I started using some cardio machines before pilates.
There was this lecture that a personal trainer ran, during which he gave vouchers to a workout with him.
This is how I learnt to lift weights and got fully confident to use the entire gym.
I fell in love with weights and I had never been in better shape.
I remember one day when I only went to yoga and was scared of the rest of the gym, there was this event for valentine’s day.
We were dragged out of the fitness studio just to see some sort of kettlebell show in which they forced us to participate.
This was actually the first time I lifted, I still have pictures of this event, my technique was so poor.
I’m shocked no one took the kettle from me and I hated them for making me do this.
I had no idea that kettle would ever become my favorite gym equipment.
Then, I joined the same sports academy my dad graduated and got my Bachelor’s Degree and became a fitness instructor.
Two years ago this thought hit me that I had the trapeze dream.
I think, I had always thought that it’s one of those dreams that never come true but I started wondering what is there to stop me.
I was big girl enough to buy my equipment and I didn’t have to ask for permission anymore.
My parents have a garden where I could work out.
Only I slightly modified my dream.
I thought that an aerial hoop would be even more fun.
Without giving too much thought, I did a quick research and bought my hoop.
Thanks to my experience with dance and gymnastics.
I had this kind of intuition on the hoop even though I had never been to any aerial acrobatics class.
Getting the hoop was the best feeling in my life.
I truly feel like my dream came true, I really don’t know why I didn’t ask my parents to sign me up for such classes sooner.
Anyway, the pandemic came, gyms got closed.
Luckily, I have enough knowledge that I could easily switch to home/garden workouts.
At this point, I don’t really care about the gym.
I’m a little tired of that one day they are open and another they are closed.
So, I feel like I will stick to the home workouts though gym will forever stay in my heart as at some point of my life it was my second home.
I think this is it; sports will always be one of the biggest parts of my life.