Swim team will kill me!

June 30, 2008 at 6:50 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , )

I am now of the opinion that my swim team coaches have it in for me. I already have two rather nasty (looking) injuries that are a direct result of instructions given by coaches. OK, so one of them was totally my fault, but still! We have dry land exercise every week, and the last two weeks we’ve done what I can only describe as the relay from hell. We start at the bottom of a flight of stairs, sprint up it, sprint across the path at the top of the pool building, then skip down a hill till we get to the far edge of the pool. Here’s where the muscular torture starts: we then have to do full lunge steps for what I guess to be about 35 yards, then sprint back to the start. Needless to say, incredible muscular distress the next day.
But I slipped on the wet hill while I was skipping, and now have a couple of nasty-looking cuts on my leg… And then the wall! The wall of the pool at the swim meet!!! It shanked me!!! Though that one was my fault… Screwed up the flip turn…
Well, that was yet another pretty much pointless post!

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Never Again

May 13, 2008 at 5:19 am (Poems) (, , , , )

(submitted by [decalis])

Never again
What’s it mean?
Never again?
Or maybe next year?
Just around the turn of the seasons?
Next month?
Next week?
This week?
Tomorrow?
Tonight?

Right now?

Or maybe what it really means
Is that as soon as you can think of why
A reason it doesn’t count
An excuse, any excuse
To let yourself succumb
You will, and then of course I’ll know
Just what you really mean
When you say
Never again

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