The Pressure

I understand what it's like to rarely be able to perform to the best of one's ability because of self-inflicted pressure and feelings of doubt. I feel for Sasha Cohen and her difficulties last night as she fell twice and slipped to silver. I never could perform in college the way I knew I could in my heart. I'd stand in front of my peers to sing (a roughly monthly requirement as a vocal music major) and give adequate performances. But I never could overcome my own fears to deliver that amazing cool, self confident, faultless, knock their socks off performance...the kind I can deliver easily in the shower, or driving along in the car. I'll never completely understand the root of my double standard or how to rid myself of the nerves that plague me, and she might not as well. That may have not even been the problem for her last night, but if it was, then I understand.