I take you back to when I was 16 years old. I was coaching at my childhood gym, Oakland Gymnastics Training Center, working under Ruth and Chris Miller. The team of coaches were family to me, they knew more about me than my own family. They were hard on all of us, coaches and athletes, they made the best shoulders to cry upon and made my belly ache from laughing so hard. I think about each one of them often, the tough grit of Renee Henry, the teddy bear Mel Foster and the always lovable Stephanie Schmaltz were people that I looked up to, respected and one day wanted to be. Across the way, Ruth Miller would be sitting, it looked like she was doing absolutely nothing drinking her diet coke and having side conversations with other coaches. And then out of nowhere she would appear and she would correct a gymnast the only way you should ever correct someone, with tough love, usually with a stern, loud voice to match. Those years spent at Oakland would shape every part of who I am today. The personalities, the education and commitment to excellence is what I strive to create in my own studio, CryBabyHouse.
So with that, here's to offering a place where not all will want to stay because it makes them uncomfortable and forces us to be broken at times. This is not a studio or a place where you can hide, it is a home, my home and you better be prepared to work in this family!
Concept Art by: Eschom Nelms