I’ve always been facinated by cartwheels. I tried and failed miserably as a child, but proudly I could do a handspring that inevitably ended in a collapse flat on the ground…but none the less as a child thats still considered a full success. :) In Junior High School the very mean gym teacher made us do mat things like summeralts and heaven knows what else…but a fear like no other hit when she basically demanded one by one we do a cartwheel. Eeeeek!!! I dont know how, I whined. She wasn’t having any of that and demanded one. Somehow like magic, I was on the other end of the mat and the students were clapping or saying Wow. I dont know how I did it, but I know it was anxiety driven. Maybe thats why for years I’ve been facinated by the mere site of a cartwheel, seeing people of any size gleefully and willingly exhibit a cartwheel simply because they want to. Not because the fat mean gym teacher has pointed the finger in their direction and said they were next!! No Anxiety, No remorse. I want to do one now for the same reasons everyone else does one. I want to lose the association of being forced into doing something with the fear of humiliation attached to it and I want to look dam cool when I’m doing it!!!