Thanks for making me a fighter

I think tonight did more good than it did bad. Even though Dad got mad at me Scott thought me going to tumble was a good idea. I didn't do anything crazy tonight. I just worked round offs and jumps and did some handsprings for the most part. The worst part was getting the blood flowing. I felt like I was going to throw up the whole time I was stretching and I almost cried. I felt really good that I sucked it up and made it through. So no matter what dad thinks, I was right this time and I know it. I didn't need to have a goal tonight. It was more about being strong and fighting through the pain.