I do gymnastics…And by, “I do gymnastics,” I mean that I make an attempt to not look like a complete idiot when giving it my all to do less than half of the things the 5-year-old on the other side of the gym has no problem doing without breaking a sweat. My coach is a great man by the name of George Hery.
George can easily do many of the techniques that we (my good friend Katie and her sister, Vanessa, and myself) often struggle with. Every Monday night – without fail – we all show up at 7:30 to get our asses handed to us by George who we love so much. Oh, right – did I forget to mention that he is 74?
In the few years I’ve known “Coach” George, it’s been an honor to say the least. This man constantly teaches me about life without even knowing it. He’s very subtle with his words but profound in his actions. Through George, I know that age has nothing to do with anything (no one will ever be able to make me believe different), that patience is key to all things and that fear is only a mindset. He doesn’t seem to fear much, this boy, George. Nike would do well to show-case him as he leads an amazingly fulfilling life with the mindset of, “Just do it.”
We took some pictures to give you all an idea of the strength and ability of George versus us 20-somethings all trying to get our bodies to move and hold as his does for some good laughs. As you can see, our bodies have some tuning up to do but by Jove we’ll get there! I’ve also included a video of George’s earlier days. Please enjoy!
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