Cheerleaders:
The happiest, sexiest, greatest group of athletes in the world.
Will do anything just to take home that gold.
We are the soul of the universe.
We put on the shoes, tape up the wrists, put on the colours, and walk onto the mat like nothing else matters.
It doesn’t matter that you failed a test, your guy/girl is being an idiot, or that you got a ticket on the way there…
your world is absolutely perfect for the next couple hours.

Here’s to the sweat, tears, strength, emotions, spandex, sports bras, broken bones, pulled muscles, bloomies, the parents, the friendships, the fights, hairspray, curling irons, ribbons, team colours, libs, fulls, scorps, doubes, tumbling, dancing, the yelling, the pressure, the stress, the excitement, the road trips, the coaches, the let downs, the miracles—and most of all, the sport of cheerleading.

Why do we practice so hard night after night?

Running a rountine over and over till we throw up.
Putting a stunt up so many times your legs start
to feel like jelly and you don’t think you can do it one
more time.
Late nights, early mornings, weekend roadtrips, missing the
parties,
Broken bones, torn muscles and deep bruises.

We cheer through it. We smile through it.

Because we live off our adrenaline, because the competitions free our spirit, because the after parties are second to none, because each and every cheerleader is invincible after stepping onto the floor, because one good stunt can make you smile all night, landing those tucks, staying tight, pushing everything full out, and making facials while doing it. Running a 2.5 minute routine, pushing so hard, making it look easy, breathing hard, but loving every minute. Our music is a rhythm to live by, because its possible to dance hard enough to leave all your worries behind. Sweat is the perfume of our accomplishment.

Highschool, Allstar, College, University, Pro…

It’s not for money, it’s not for the weak, and it’s not for fame.

We cheer…

because we LOVE IT

I believe it. I hope you do too.