#colrguard

3 years (:

One thing that really bothers me is people outside the world of guard look at us as “the girls who didn’t make the cheer squad.” That is definitely not true. During our season, the varsity team put in an average of 22 to 25 hours a week of practicing and competing.  To even make guard, there’s a five day workshop where every day for three hours you basically learn a whole new skill. If you make the team, you’ve signed yourself up for practice three times a week, every week in the summer. Then in late August for a week and a half, we have band camp. None of the crap goes down like in American Pie, we work for 12 hours a day, only getting an hour break for lunch, then another for dinner. By the end of the week you’ve learned an entire field show, your skin has gotten six shades darker, and you probably lost ten pounds. But all that hard work pays off when you’re marching onto the field on a Friday night during halftime with a huge smile plastered on your face and your adrenaline is pumping away. The ringing in your ears is drowned out by the sounds of the crowd cheering your unit on. You set in your opening drill spot and wait for the drum major to shout over the voices, “Horns up!” and count off the show. In that very moment you forget everything, that essay that’s due in a week you haven’t started, your conversation with your friends that made you angry, all you think about is the upcoming counts, the drill spots you have to hit, and the band kids around you praying the don’t get hit with a rifle. 

Can anyone help? Please?