So, in my dreams I’m an Olympic figure skater. I’ve loved skating since I was young but gave up regular lessons in second grade (total bummer). Last Fall I decided it was time to strap on my skates and take ice dancing lessons (I haven’t done ice dancing since figure skating camp in sixth grade).
A few months ago I passed my tests, which meant I could compete at World’s (at the second lowest level for ice dancing). This morning I had my 3 minute dance and came away with a silver medal. It was awesome. Quick, but awesome.
It’s a little late for me to get to the Olympics, but now it’s on to the next level dance and I can’t wait!