"Who goes first?" they ask on floor.
"Figure that out amongst yourselves," I say.
Insert melee. "I'm going first! Fine, then I go second! No, I already called second!" They run to the CD case for their music. "I go after her!" someone calls.
"I think they come to practice just to do their floor routines," Coach P. says.
It's quite possible. I haven't seen this much sustained excitement in awhile, at least not for an activity that's strictly gymnastics-related (running outside or frolicking in the pit--those, of course, are always winners).
Dare we call this motivation? Will it last? I don't know, but I hope to perpetuate it as long as possible.
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