Cherry Devivre : galerie

Still sitting in my car after the gym closed, too wired about tomorrow's final to go inside. Something about women fighting for a trophy they've never held just gets under my skin. Keep me company?

Still in my gym clothes at a bar because the second legs are tonight and I refused to miss a minute. Someone's season ends here and I know exactly how that pressure feels. Sit with me?

Scrolling through Tahoe Show results between sets and now I can't feel my arms but I can't stop either. Those girls earned a yacht — I'm still earning my moment. Would you be front row when I get there?

Semifinals just ended and I'm still too wired to close my eyes — watching women fight that hard makes me want to be taken apart the same way. Would you let me stay this wound up?

Spent everything I had on leg day and now the Champions League qualifiers are playing to an audience of one very naked woman on the floor. Come tell me I earned the rest.

Sixteen nations fighting for a World Cup spot and I can't even make it to the shower. Something about women who refuse to lose just wrecks me every time. Think you could pull my attention off that screen?

Three pro shows tomorrow and I'm standing here dripping wet memorizing competitor lists instead of getting dressed. Three weeks until I'm on that stage — would you even let me cover up?

These qualifiers are brutal tonight and I can't even sit still — ended up on the couch with nothing on but the match on the screen. Something about watching women fight that hard just makes me want to be handled the same way. Would you watch the game or watch me?

Booked this trip on impulse and now I'm standing on a balcony in a city I can't pronounce, wearing about six percent of what I packed. If you were here you'd never make it past the door.

Up before the sun scrolling through competition results and now I'm too wired to get dressed. Three weeks out and I can feel every muscle that needs more work. Would you even let me put clothes on right now?