"there's a fine line between dedicated and crazy and you're flirting with it" - Remember the TItans

So I just left the hardest practice of my life. 2 hours of non stop stunting and routine running. We have nationals all this weekend. Our last competition of the season. So by 10 we were all dying and kept going for the next half hour. I swear that was the dumbest thing our coach could have done because things went down hill fast and wouldn't turn around. But before that we've been looking really good. I'm really excited for this weekend. As a team we have grown so much and made so many bonds. It's amazing and I wouldn't trade them for the world. We have gotten so much better. Our tumbling has improved , our flyers have gotten more confident. Single twosts are now solid doubles and arabesques are scorpion arabesques. (I know most of you are thinking "what the hell is this chick talking about?" but just go with me here.) basically we've just gotten better all around. Personally there are still things I need to work on. My tumbling needs to get kicked up a notch and my jumps need some work but my endurance is up and I'm way stronger than I was during summer practices and definitely last season. So I'm feeling really optimistic about this weekend.=] Plus I found a lucky penny so that's sweet. I haven't talked to B in the past couple of days. Who knows, maybe I won't hear from him ever again but it was fun to be able to flirt again. I did miss J a little today. I still remember why I broke up with him and I'm not considering getting back together but there was a big hit of nostalgia today. I drove by his house on my way home. (even though it's slightly out of the way.) It was a pretty ok average day splrinkled with some wicked sweet moments and some trying ones too. I worked an event for young kids at my cheer gym tonight. Their parents pay a certain amount and the kinds come and play games and eat pizza and watch movies and stuff. It's actually really cool. There were some really adorable little kids and it seems like all of the little boys just attached themselves to me all night. (think 7 and under...ADORABLE!) My question is whay can't they stay that sweet and affectionate and honest and just plain adorable??? WHY MUST THEY GROW UP??? Or really the opposite...they're much sweeter when they're younger. So now I must go to bed and layer my body with ice aftr taking large amounts of muscle relaxers. That should take the edge off... This blog is dedicated to crazy cheer coaches

1. The shkels and Shkris summre extravaganza list
2. 106.7
3. neon poster boards
4. little boys
5. parties in kroger