That's the title of the young adult autobio by Michelle Kwan published by Scholastic a few years ago. Yes, I have it in my classroom.
I feel so bad that Michelle's had to drop out of the competition. Her Olympic dream, what she's be working for all her darn little life by waking up to skate in the cold mornings, commuting to Lake Arrowhead, and having her family make crazy sacrifices, is all over. . . and she didn't even get to skate for it.
When you train to compete, there are two goals even the youngest skater has in mind: First, you want to win the Olympic gold, and second, you want to skate your very best performance in the Olympic spotlight. Michelle didn't get to do either.
The first time I saw her skate was at Nationals in Arizona, in 1993. Michelle was just thirteen and already so good. She didn't make the World Team then (and those who did weren't very good as I recall), and I kept thinking, they need to send that little one 'cause she'd do way better.
I guess the ancient Greeks believed the trait that makes a hero a hero is HUBRIS, or arrogance: a mere mortal will take on what he or she knows only gods can do. Michelle pushed the sport and herself to the limits, perhaps out of hubris, and I have enjoyed watching her every minute! You go gal! We all love you!