Like Leaving Bread Crumbs For When I Stray

After last night’s meet, I was really frustrated with myself/swimming.  I am making no progress and I’m working my butt off.  I’d just like to see SOME results, ya know?  It’s not as though I expect to be anywhere close to where I was, but I would just like to feel a little more comfortable in my races.  Anyway…so I was trying to look for a picture of a tired swimmer and check out what I came up with…

Read the article.  It’s so weird that I found this.

She Thinks I’m Tough As Nails.

I don’t know where time has gone.  I’ve been at school for a month and a half and I just don’t know how to answer any questions…about anything.

The transition has been phenomenal.  Most of it can definitely be attributed to swimming- without that team, I don’t know how I would find friends.  In fact, most transfer students in my transfer class here all hang out together.  They’re all extremely sweet people, but I really want to be integrated with other kids here.  I’m definitely less self-conscious since being here.  In the beginning, I was really cognizant of everything, but now I realize that there’s no reason to waste energy on that.  I mean, I don’t need to force myself on others to make friends.  It’ll happen if I put myself out there…and it has happened.

Lots of tests.  Lots of work.  It’s hard to balance it with swimming, but I wouldn’t want it any other way.  Sometimes I don’t think that I have time to breathe, but it all gets done.   I need to learn how to time manage better.  In all, I’m extremely happy that I transfered.  While I miss everyone from my old school, the kids here are great, the classes are better than I could have imagined, the teachers care about the students, and I get to see my parents all of the time.  They come over here for my swimmeets and watch me drown, but it’s nice to know that they’re here.  Plus, the school has given me so many opportunities.  For example…