Somehow, against all odds (and without knowing how to tumble), I’ve landed myself on a Worlds cheerleading team — and no one’s more surprised than me. It’s basically the Olympics of cheer, and while I may not be flipping across the mat, I am holding it down with stunts, facials, and just enough energy to keep things interesting. But here’s the catch: Disney World ain’t cheap, and neither are the rhinestones, hairspray, or the suspiciously overpriced matching jackets, bows, socks, and probably a team toothbrush at this point.

So if you’ve ever wanted to support someone who’s chasing a dream — and slightly winging it — this is your moment. Every pound helps me get one step closer to Orlando and one step further from financial ruin. Let’s make magic (and maybe hit zero)!

And hey — if nothing else, at least your donation is helping keep me semi-athletic and just the right amount of extra.