Personal Writing: The Storm Before The Calm

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The Storm before the Calm Never did I think the day of March 24, 2015, would change my life forever. It was a breezy Tuesday when the leaves were turning back green, and our cold Mississippi winter was finally transforming into spring. Today was just another day for me, a trip to Pride Athletics (my cheer gym) to prepare myself for Mississippi State cheer tryouts, whose date was just a mere two weeks away. Soon into my casual tumbling private, I landed a tumbling pass wrong, and I immediately dropped. My mind was spinning, trying to convince myself this could not happen to me, for I am too close to cheer tryouts. My thoughts were silenced when Coach Ashley came up to me and spoke words I will never forget, “You just tore your ACL.” I was devastated. …show more content…

While my dad watched his favorite college football games, I watched my dreams come alive. I grew up in gymnastics then switched over to cheer in seventh grade when I finally had the chance to be on the sidelines at my middle school. I always told myself that I would be one of those girls in the big white bows someday too, but now it was not just middle school or high school. SEC college cheer was where I wanted to find my standing. Finally when senior year hit, I knew my gym days were going to get longer, and I was going to push myself harder. You never really hear of people going for their dreams anymore, and I was determined to reach mine. Cheerleading became my heart and soul, and I found my happiness in cheering on a victory in front of overwhelming crowds that most girls would be terrified of. I would be exhilarated after landing a hard tumbling pass, while most kids reached cloud nine after receiving a new high score on a video game. Then there was my favorite, hitting a stunt all of your friends thought was impossible. After hearing girls scream in joy while you are smiling and waving because you cannot believe it happened either made me realize we all had the same passion; Cheerleading. These few instances of my life made my world spin. I spent twenty-one hours in a gym every week from November until March twenty-fourth when I tore my ACL. My desire for success was at such an all-time high, and I realize now that I pushed myself both mentally and physically over my

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