Medusa, The American Gladiator

I used to have a great desire to be an American Gladiator. It wasn't that I would be a contestant on the show; I would actually be one of the "Gladiators". My name would be Medusa. While other girls were dreaming of being a dancer, or a princess, I was dreaming even bigger. I am embarrassed to actually admit this, because I think it shows a little more of my true character. I remember when I would be asked the question, "What do you want to be when you grow up?" I would put down an American Gladiator. I have family and friends who can vouch for this. I might even have some of the papers to prove it. As time went on, the show disappeared and my hopes and dreams were shattered. Until now. The show is back on with new Gladiators. I can't decide if I should start training now to be an American Gladiator or if I should start training now and be a contender. I can see it now, mother of 3, used to be athlete, fighting for the right to be crowned an American Gladiator. Battling for the title, I would probably get worked and just have to lie down and surrender. The dream is still there, I just don't know that the fire is. The 100,000 dollar prize money ought to be enough to push me though. Someday, maybe someday.