Looking back, I don't understand, how I could believe in this. In grown-up life we quite often limit
ourselves. We tell ourselves that something is impossible to reach. In childhood, on the contrary,
there is no prejudice. In 2010, I went to my first Youth World Championships. I really loved that
atmosphere. I understood that I'm ready to fight really hard to get to Rio. Why is it Rio exactly? I
assumed that during the London Olympics I would be 15 and that's maybe too early and by the
time of the next Games I would be already 19 I didn't share these thought with anyone, because
people would laugh, but every morning I woke up with the idea of Rio. Each year this dream was
becoming more and more real and was turning into my goal.