Blue Ridge is a fictional town located deep in the heart of Kentucky. It is home to one of the most well known equestrian academies in the United States. Students and staff from all over the world join the academy for what it has to offer. Do you have what it takes to join us and learn from the Academy?
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Post by Elizabeth Toman on May 17, 2015 18:00:47 GMT -8
Libby shot daggers toward their coach. She had done a flawless routine, why did she have to do it again? Setting her shoulders, she stomped over to the chalk-box and chalked up her hands once more, glaring at the assistant coach who was still moving the springboard into place. With a smug nod, she offered a cursory salute and then started; after her round off she hit the springboard, and went onto her mount to hang on high bar, and the rest of the routine just flowed, except this time she made sure that her toes were pointed perfectly, making sure she hit her verticals with her handstands, holding them for the required amount of time, and her transitions were snap perfect (at least in her opinion).
After her final transition to the high bar and the following move, with the two giants, she made sure she tapped nicely to get the height needed for the double back layouts and twisting dismount. She managed to stick the landing this time and she jumped into the air as she pumped her fist before quickly calming down, remembering that their Coach had told them to perform as though their every move was being judged. With a bright smile she raised am arm and saluted the assistant coach and then the empty bleachers before dropping her arm again.
Post by Fionn Paquet on May 17, 2015 18:14:42 GMT -8
As he replayed his routine, Finn looked around the studio to see what was happening with Coach and Kai, though he didn't have any time to do anything other than that as Coach's voice filled the studio and the teen nodded his head.
Circling his shoulders, he walked back to the chalk box, that was shared with whoever was using the uneven bars; Libby in this case, and chalked up again before walking clapping his hands and walking to stand under the bar. Circling his shoulders, he raised his arms and with the help of the assistant coach, he was boosted up to grab hold of the bar, and the routine was a-go: Chin up pullover mount, cast to handstand, undergrip giant, pirouette, back giant, tok full turn to mixed grip, yamawaki, free hip, giant to full-out stretched dismount.
"Yes!" He cheered with a fist pump as the dismount only needed a small bounce to rebalance himself rather than a step-out. Blowing out a breath he grinned and gave a salute, remembering what Coach had said when they were told to repeat the routine they had just completed. Part of him hoped that they would get sent to another part of the gym now, though he also knew that he really needed to perfect the routine before he began something else. At least he now knew what he would need to focus on at camp this year.