At the LA Open Championships in Burbank, CA, I competed as a Senior and placed second. At this moment I’d like to say “When you fall, you get up, and when you fall again, you get up again, until someday you won’t fall anymore.” Everybody has ups and downs, and this is a very good experience for me.
My “essay” on the tire incident is here:
My sister had her diving Zones (equivalent to Sectionals in skating) on the same weekend as LA Open, so my sister and dad are down in southern California with me and my mom.
So my mom was driving me to the competition on the day of the short program. Things were going all right until my mom noticed that the tire light was on. “Uh-oh.” You don’t say, mom?
The car was getting bumpy, and bumpier, and bumpier. Something was certainly wrong. A cab driver to our right motioned at our car to pull over, for he had noticed our front right tire. After a minute, I heard the metal of the actual wheel itself scraping against the concrete. Mom, maybe you should stop on the shoulder now?
So I got out of the car to take a look, and I smelled burning rubber. Yuck. I looked around and said, “Oh my god mom you have to see this! The front tire is like completely ripped up… etc. etc.” And so it was–some Triple A guy came and my dad came over on the shoulder and picked me up and dropped me off at the competition… and apologies to all readers if I made it sound too dramatic for the situation. 🙂
Oh, and here’s a joke that does with the last photo:
Confucius say: Man who run in front of car get tired. Man who run behind car get exhausted. ^_^