September 27th, 2007

I thought I'd put the date in as the title, because I don't feel like I have anything important to say today. Or, in other words, maybe I just need to write, but I don't have a topic or a thought that has been going through my head so I put the date down. I don’t know. Yesterday I got quite a bit of my school work done. Today... well lets just say I’m not really on a roll, but right in the middle. I want to get it done, but I don't want to have to sit at the computer for and hour and write up an essay. You know what I mean?



Dance classes have started up. Dance, as usual, is fun and hard. When you don't dance over the summer, you gain weight (not good weight, by the way) and you lose your turn out and your strength. So a lot of the first month and a half, you're working back into shape and sort of re-learning the movements and technique, in a way. It's a good feeling to be dancing, though. It's a very physical (and mental, actually) Art/Sport. It's not an endurance test physically, more like an endurance test mentally. Physically, it's not endurance, because you stop between combos and so your body heats up, cools down, heats up, cools down etc.



I've also started up Swim Team. So far, it's proved enjoyable! I've only gone three times, so I haven't quite caught on to the program yet, but that comes with time, I guess. The last time I went was on Tuesday and in we did an exercise where I swim on my back with my arms at my side, and pretty much every time, I would forget where the wall was and I hit my head on it! The first time it was like, "ohhh", the second, "ahh ahhhahhaahaa" the third I was just about to cry, and the fourth, if you would have looked hard you could have seem tears mixed with the pools chlorine water. It was so stupid! you would have though by the first, or even the second time I would be cautious enough to put out my hand, but no. It really hurt. When I hit it, it made this big thumping sound and I thought I had dented my head. (I probably did) Hee hee. yeah you may think I'm being a little over dramatic about it, but you try running into a concrete wall 4 times with your head at 5 miles per hour, (I was wearing flippers, so I propelled myself even faster!) then tell me if you think it's funny! (if you can! ha!) Otherwise, the coach is very encouraging, he said I have a lot of power in my legs, (which makes sense since Carla, [my dance teacher] said I'm a good jumper) and that it's coming along. Well, ta ta for now! -EMB

P.S. This is a failed attempt at pasteing a picture. Didn't work so well.