My sweet, sweet Olivia. She practiced endlessly. She worked tirelessly. She prayed for victory. She went into that meet a champion. She gave it her all, gaining time, yet again.
She swam, and she swam and she swam. Pre-dawn mornings that extended into late night bus rides. Day after day, meet after meet her encouraging attitude coaxed not only her own tired body on, but those of her teammates. She was a true Captain. A real leader. An athlete worth knowing. She was a champ.
She beat her own personal goals, fought off fatigue and weathered the unusual cold. No wind, no ticking clock, no "this has not been done before" could slow her down, extinguish her cheer.
If she is not a {winner} than what is she?
Congratulations CHAMP! I love you!
