#forward flips

When I was in junior high school, part of boys’ PE class was learning gymnastics. I always looked forward to gymnastics as I was genetically gifted with the amble dexterity and agility of brick. I watched as other boys easily climbed the rope in the middle of the gym, all the way to the ceiling, at least eighty feet above the floor. They pulled with their muscley arms, the rope magically wound…