Here we go. DCC, yo. Heads up,
it's time. It's focused, Beautiful,
classy, feminine. Everything would be perfect if I were that
woman.
It's a lot of pressure every single night.
Our job is to make it look easy.
Since I was little. Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders,
that's what I want to do.
This is what training camp is for.
Some thrive, some buckle under pressure,
some kind of disappoint. Your left kick won't make this
team.
We're making cuts tonight. You are not in the top
36 right now.
We're angry and we're emotional,
but dry those tears, girl.
You 36. Are officially.
Now the pressure's on, so my tone will go from
this to this.
There's a lot of expectations placed on how we carry
ourselves.
I was embarrassed with my weight.
I do worry about the safety of the girls.
There was an air tag put on my car.
I was so scared. When one person hurts,
we all hurt.
I think the jump splits take their toll since yours
been really hard.
My feet are broken, my hips broken and now it's
like I'm not really sure what's next.
Dear Lord, thank you for this day in the Sisterhood.
When the women come here,
they find their passion and they find their purpose.
After working so hard your whole life,
you're just so happy to have your uniform.
But then there always comes the other side.
I'm focusing on whether or not I should come back
for a fifth year.
If I find myself giving overwhelmed,
I just remember why I'm here.
I'm here to show the gift I was given.
I'm here to dance.
Everyone says not to let DCC define who you are.
But in a sense I mean,
doesn't it?
I've been clean.