So, yeah. Here's a picture of me in the seventh grade. Yup. I was a cheerleader.
I went to Carver Middle School in Tulsa, Oklahoma. Our colors were purple and white and we were the Wildcats. CMS was a 45 minute bus ride from my house every morning. Our middle and high school were into sports on a level that rivals Webb City's love of all things athletic. I'm pretty sure they still are.
Spring time for me back then meant getting ready for cheer try-outs. The week long clinic to get ready. Muscles not used to being used getting sore from stretching. Endless stretching, stretching, stretching to get those splits that were a requirement for cheerleaders back then. And jumps. Lots and LOTS of jumps. Learning the pom-pom routine to whatever disco hit was big at the time. But I loved every bit of it!
Some things I remember about seventh grade cheerleading:
We will soon be at the time of year when some of our very own sixth grade girls ( and maybe even boys! ) will be working towards seventh grade cheerleader tryouts themselves. I wish them all the best of luck and hope they enjoy their experiences as much as I did!