and why it was all worth it.

Before you read this, I’m going to tell you ahead that I’m not canning the drama. If you aren’t up for it, stop reading.

The past month has been tedious and straining. Getting 4 hours of rest every night, 1 meal a day weeks, loads of school in the morning, and 5 hour intense training sessions at night was definitely not an easy toll. Yes, many tears were shed. Yes, knees/backs/feet/arms/necks/shoulders were injured. Yes, many days were spent in anxiety and fear. Many tests were screwed, many people were vexed. But the one thing that made everything come together was the determination, love and trust that I found in everyone of the girls. At times when I feel like the road is too blurry, they inspire me to get beck on it, and move forward.

We sweat together. We laugh together. We cry together. We grew together.

To the family: To Drew and Gio. To Michi, Dani, Pau, Paten, Ro, Tin, Nic, Via, Teppie and Kat. To Mike.

No words can express how deeply thankful I am for all of you. I am proud, and if there was a word that expressed that in multiples, I would be that. I am in love with every one of you. My last competition was the best competition I could ever have asked for. Our story will be in my heart, forever.

Thanks to Papa A for the Photos.

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