Though the injury was not that bad, more devastating was the news from my doctor that I had a broken metatarsal bone in my right foot. I had finally made varsity cheerleading and just two weeks into football season I was told I would be out for the rest of that year. Not only would I be set back in my training, but also the position I had worked so hard for would had to wait yet another year. However, no matter how saddening, I could not let it fully dampen my spirits and relied on my optimism to peel out the positives. In fact, being immobile had a great way of revealing the compassions and sympathies of my family and friends. It was a sweet time of bonding with my parents and friends who so graciously helped me maneuver throughout my day.