When I was 5 years old, my parents suggested that I join a team sport, like baseball, as many other children in the neighbourhood did every spring. I was an active kid and was willing to try anything. I really loved gymnastics, but was happy to join in. I was given an outfield position. I remember being so bored during games as not many balls came out that far. So, to keep myself occupied, I would do cartwheels all around the outfield! I guess the coach figured that I needed to get in on the action, so after a few games, I found myself as the team backcatcher!