I'm not sure how I've neglected to mention this yet, but the girls I coach competed a couple weekends ago.
This is before they competed. Last-minute touch ups and waiting. Some excitement, some anxiety.
Unfortunately, I did not get a full video of them actually competing. I had forgotten to empty out my memory card. They did really well, didn't drop any stunts and I was super proud of them.
Friends and family made the trip to support me and watch my girls compete. What a great family I have, they'll come sit through hours of a competition when I'm not even the one performing anymore!
I honestly wasn't sure what to expect out of this experience, this being my first year as a cheerleader coach. All along I told myself not to get my hopes up.
Qualifying for nationals was the last thing on my mind, but sure enough, they qualified! I was so surprised that I started crying. Then they saw me and of course made fun of me. I deserved it though, who cries over that? I guess me!
I'm so proud of them for the work they put into the competition routine and for accomplishing what they did! All their hard work has paid off up to this point!