This past weekend was supposed to determine whether or not we were heading to the Olympic Games in Tokyo this summer. So here’s a little look back at my last Olympic Trials in 2008. And I’ll give you a little insight on why I love to look back at this particular dive... because it’s not about the 10’s. I blew my second of five dives, like flat on my back. I was embarrassed, angry and doubt poured over me like a tidal wave. This video is of the very next dive. I had a choice to make- give up or fight for my life. I used to thank God when tough moments like this were OVER. I was grateful to get through them and have grown because of them, but I HATED walking through them. It was terrifying, stressful and exhausting. Then at some point after going through so many, I realized how dependent I became on God to get through these difficult moments and even seasons of life. They were tough, sure, but the closeness I felt to God in the middle of the storm was absolutely precious to me. I b...