some may think its not a sport but we all know there dead wrong. hours and hours of practice, perfecting your routine to garuntee you are the best. holding or throwing almost 100 pounds in the air, and then having it fall back onto you. the countless bruises, pulled muscles, broken bones and scratched skin. the priscision and technique. the perfection. the feeling like your going to pass out from doing a routine over and over, all for that 3 mintues on the matt in competition when nothing else matters. its all about that moment to show what you have been practicing so hard for. the pannel of judges watching everything. you lose sense of everything and you cant even think. theres no better feeling then the cheers of the crowd because they find the stunting, tumbling, dancing and unicine of your routine amazing. PEFECTION IS KEY, there is no such thing as being a "half a millisecond" off with the rest of the team. twenty something people, looking as if they were one, its amazing. aREALcheerleader does not cheer for the popularity or the boys or for the title. a REALcheerleader does it for the love of the sport, for the drive in her heart and the determination she has. for that 5 mintues of awards, praying to god that her team got first. and when they do, its the best feeling in the world, a natural high that no one can bring you down from. a REALcheerleader loves what she does and refuses to give up, no matter how difficult it can sometimes be. for the high & low V's, for the back tucks and layouts, for the basket tosses and libs, for the scorpions and heelstretches, for the craddles and twists - to a REALcheerleader, CHEERLEADING IS LIFE <3