Hi again! I'm going to tell you a little bit about how this all started.
I have always loved cheerleading. When I was younger I used to go to my sister's cheerleading competitions and wish I was out on the floor with her. I would throw my hands in the air and pretend I knew what I was doing, just imitating her. When I was old enough to learn, she taught me all the cheers she knew. I would practice all the time and when I was eight I got to actually be on my own team. It was the greatest feeling in the world! My sister also taught me how to tumble, stunt and dance! It was so much fun! That year I got to cheer at my first football game with my own uniform on. I got to go to my first cheerleading competition and actually compete. I made a lot of new friends and couldn't have been happier if I tried!
I continued to cheer each year after that. In 1998, I was 12 years old, my shoulder started to ache. Practices got harder for me since there was so much repetition. I didn't want to give up so I continued to tumble, stunt, dance and cheer. After a couple weeks, I told my parents and they brought me to the doctor right away. They did x-rays and all kinds of tests to see what was going on and told me I broke my left shoulder. Who knows how I did that because I never fell on it or anything! So I left there with a sling on, an ice pack and instructions to NOT CHEER!
I have always loved cheerleading. When I was younger I used to go to my sister's cheerleading competitions and wish I was out on the floor with her. I would throw my hands in the air and pretend I knew what I was doing, just imitating her. When I was old enough to learn, she taught me all the cheers she knew. I would practice all the time and when I was eight I got to actually be on my own team. It was the greatest feeling in the world! My sister also taught me how to tumble, stunt and dance! It was so much fun! That year I got to cheer at my first football game with my own uniform on. I got to go to my first cheerleading competition and actually compete. I made a lot of new friends and couldn't have been happier if I tried!
I continued to cheer each year after that. In 1998, I was 12 years old, my shoulder started to ache. Practices got harder for me since there was so much repetition. I didn't want to give up so I continued to tumble, stunt, dance and cheer. After a couple weeks, I told my parents and they brought me to the doctor right away. They did x-rays and all kinds of tests to see what was going on and told me I broke my left shoulder. Who knows how I did that because I never fell on it or anything! So I left there with a sling on, an ice pack and instructions to NOT CHEER!
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