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What if… Molly began, but as she saluted, she changed her negative thoughts. “I can do this,” she mouthed to herself. “I can do all things through Christ Who strengthens me.”
She pulled herself up and began her routine. She knew that her best skills on bars were her perfect form – even if she didn’t stick the landing perfectly, she knew she’d never get a deduction for her tight formation and poise.
Oddly enough, she had a horrible time grabbing onto the bars, and therefore her form wasn’t as tight as it should have been.
Double front flip.
Something is off. This isn’t right. Molly realized, but she kept going. She tried hard to remember her tight form, but because of her loose grip on the bar it was very difficult.
Back flip, turn around to front flip – oh, no!
Her grip on the bar was so loose when she changed directions that she nearly slipped. She didn’t have enough grip to perform the front flip and had too much momentum from the backflip, so she had to substitute with a kip.
“You did great, Molly,” Coach Josie praised with a hug.
“Thanks,” Molly mumbled. “I know bar is not my best event, but something’s off. Something was wrong with my grips. Did you see my terrible form and the extra step I took? That never should have happened.”
“You probably just grabbed the wrong grips. Someone else most likely got yours. You recovered very well, though. If you rock the house on beam, which I am quite confident you will, you have a good shot at third place.” Coach Josie insisted.
Molly’s heart sunk when her score came back a 14.009. That was the lowest score she had gotten all day, but at least it was better than she thought she was going to get.
So far, Molly was doing pretty good. She was fourth place out of everybody, even with her deduction – but Demetria was in third. If she had any hope of making it to the Dollympic Team Trials next year, she was going to have to fight Demetria Dare for the third place spot.
Demetria wasn’t surprised at all when her score came back a 15.212. She was almost in second place. Her coach nodded his approval at her. “Keep at it, Demi. You’re practically guaranteed a spot for the Dollympic Team Trials next year.”
“It’s not about beating her. It’s about doing your best, Molly.”
“What if my best isn’t good enough to qualify for the Dollympic Team Trials next year?”
Coach Josie hesitated. “If you do your best, that’s all that matters, Molly.”
That’s not true, Molly mused. The Dollympics matter to me.
Molly smiled. Beam was her very best event, and she was more than determined to make up her deduction from bars.
“Go show them what you got, Molls.”
“Nevertheless,” She whispered to herself before taking a deep breath. “I need your help with this one, too, God. Help me make up for my mistake on bars.”
Thanks to my awesome little brother for helping me with the photos of the dolls flipping!