It was not just a normal competition but it was the day that olympic recruiters were going to be watching. I had finally reached the age and level where it was possible to qualify. That morning I woke up with the biggest smile on my face. Little did I know that a day that could have changed my life would end up being the worst day that I could ever have. I had my blue and red bag packed for days before. My blue long sleeve leotard which I purpose picked out to match Team USA had been laid out on the couch. I had butterflies in my stomach not from nerves but from all the excitement and anticipation leading up to this day. I had all my friends and family coming to watch me. That morning, everyone showed up at my house for breakfast with the happiest of attitudes. Everyone couldn’t be more thrilled for me. The energy they had been pumping me up even more. I was ready to go. I didn’t care how early I was there, I wanted to get in, practice, and get the show …show more content…
They’re some of the judges.” Coach said to me. It hit me. I started feeling overwhelmed. A million questions raced through my mind. Who was from Team USA? Who wasn’t? Why are they so miserable? If they are that miserable, are they going to take it out on how they judge me? What if they don’t like it? What if I mess up? Omg no, what if I mess up? The double doors opened into the gym and it was a magical moment. It was the biggest gym I ever seen. Everything looked brand new. Hundreds of rows of stadium seats filled the area from the floor up. In the center was a blocked off area. Bright blue mats lined the floor of the sectioned off piece. The beige equipment stood out in the sea of blue. There was no smell of foam or old rusty gym, everything was fresh and exciting. We had a bit of time to start warm ups before the crowd was allowed in. Of course, I wanted to jump right into actually practicing on the equipment but I was given ‘the look’ by my coach. The look that meant sit down, shut up and stretch. While I was sitting on the floor, I noticed that some of the other girls had already been practicing on the bars. “Holy shit they’re good.” Something that I thought I was only thinking about in my head blurted out of my