The sport is the world, sport it is life! Or my personal example

Since the childhood I wanted to play sports. I remember how to us the kindergarten was brought invitation in section of rhythmic gymnastics, however parents told that it is too injury-causing, heavy and in general when I grow up - I will go that's when where will take in head.
I and arrived when at us at school began to give in the evenings classes in dances, I silently there registered, and told parents in the evening that I am a full-fledged dancer now, and it is not discussed!!!

I cannot express in words that trainings meant to me. It was the whole world in which I was dissolved without the rest which gave me energy, confidence, cheerfulness which filled me to the edges, loading with a positive. At once it became clear that I am the first-class dancer therefore to simple campaigns it was not limited in the evenings, I became a captain, underwent certification on a rank of the professional dancer. Tried all possible and impossible directions, trained after school for 5 hours, especially before concerts, without knowing fatigue... Whether it is necessary to say that I had an improbable figure? But in those days I did not even think of it, I just took off on wings from the hall, already expecting the next training.

Everything came to an end at once. I studied at institute, danced in the local ballet show which artistic director, planing and in too time the amusing woman, announced me chapter of the first structure at once and in loading allowed to study a performance. Study, new people, new emotions, new loadings poured out in one big lump of fatigue and nerves that led to a back injury.
I wanted to write a long and beautiful story, but even it is heavy to me to remember it now and that was then, I just cannot express in words. After the doctor ordered to leave trainings, my world failed as a match lodge during a sudden strongest storm: quickly, sharply, and without the slightest chance of restoration.

I tried to keep very much, friends said that I even through chur am quiet, and in me broke a spring, a support which held me, a spring which was so natural that I understood all its force only when she died...
Trying to take refuge in study, I went to a terrible depression, there were no forces not that to do any exercises, even to hear something about sport, and the movie about dances or a performance what, in general could bring to a hysterics. Jamming the grief, I recovered on 35 kilograms, having turned from the young sexy dancer into the slovenly old aunt.

When already the beginning from weight to jump pressure, and health cried at the top of the voice WILL be ENOUGH, I resolved that life goes on, and I just have no right to shame the business, myself, the achievements. When I began to grow thin, there were many supporters who helped me to overcome the past and to open the future, namely, said how the ultimate truth: "Without sport you will lose weight, but the probability to become not elastic is high, skin will hang, volumes will leave much to be desired". And having told itself: "Gather, a rag!" I gritted teeth and again began to train.

Certainly, little by little, literally 10-15 minutes a day, gradually increasing loading, the break was huge, health is not ideal, and weight so in general ultraboundary. But, as we know, you go more quietly, and further in the text, and soon I held full-fledged trainings, and bought a set of folding dumbbells and a bar later, having equipped the mini-gym of the house.

Even when scales stood still, I saw result from trainings of body volumes, on clothes. I literally every new day felt how the organism thanks me for the fact that I train again as "revolts" if having rummaged too long in trainings. But the most important, I go again with is proud of the raised head, with internal feeling of happiness and light which is visible to all, and it is not visible to anybody which is clear only to me. My core, my spring.

Dear girls, try at least elementary charging in the mornings, and soon you will understand how much it gives us.
Nobody was born the experienced athlete, everyone had the first in life training. Try that you wanted so long ago - suddenly it will tighten