I was really looking forward to the World Championships in Los Angeles. I had trained well, and I was ready to go. I knew I didn’t have the best season behind me and that I still had some problems with my body, but this was all history. Now I only had me skating fantastic on my mind.

The preparations in LA went well, we came a little earlier than usual to adjust to the different time (there was an eight hour time difference when we came to LA). I really liked the big competition arena, good ice and a great atmosphere. The rinks in North America are usually very tight with the audience close to the ice, something I really like. Then the nice spring weather in LA didn’t make things worse, coming from a cold Sweden ;)

Skating wise I could have done much better, short was ok but not more. Free was less than ok, missing both my tripple axels... 20th place overall is far from my best from two years ago when I finished 9th. I don’t have anything to blame it on, I just messed up.

Now that I’m back I have a strong feeling of revenge, and that I want to give it all this season as it might be my last...