Well, I’m back.
It’s been a long summer, it’s been a mostly boring summer, but it was a good summer.
Looking back, all I really did was swim, work out in the gym, and do a little bit of coaching. I also got to spend some time with my girlfriend, Kristina (who will likely feature in some of the blogs to come), which was something I enjoyed much more than usual because I didn’t see her as frequently as I did when I was at school. I guess you could say, I missed her. (Awwww).
Like I said, over the summer I did get the opportunity to continue on with my swimming. I had a great time in the pool, swimming with a relatively local club team called ORCA (Orange Regional Competitive Aquatics), under coach Mark Tierney. With him I managed to score best times in all 4 of my events that I did at the Sectional Championships in California/Nevada at the end of July. If that’s my last ever swim meet, which it could be, at least I would be going out on a high.
Why could it be my last ever swim meet? Well, I don’t want it to be. Honestly, I enjoy swimming, even though there are many downsides (that include but are not limited to: smelling like chlorine, disobedient hair, early mornings, endless, boring laps following a black line, butterfly, cold water, getting wet), swimming is a challenge that I’ve only just realised I enjoy taking on. Unfortunately, because I graduate in December (excited cheering), I will not be swimming with Concordia this semester. However, graduating in December requires me to take 18 units this semester, all of which are history classes.
The average history student will tell you that just a single history class can require wading through more paper than the average Redwood tree can produce. 6 history classes then, seems a little bit like suicide. And I think that although it means I get to graduate in December (more excited cheering), come week 7 or 8, you may notice that my tone becomes a little less upbeat and more whiney as I complain about Plato and drivel on about “why did he have to write that stupid book that’s causing me so much misery?”
It’s funny that I’m actually very glad to be back. I didn’t think I would be, because doing nothing over summer sounds very exciting after 2 hard semesters that were jam packed with things to do. Changes in my life mean I’m no longer a student-athlete, so will be able to focus much more on being “just a student” and my classes. I know it’s only day 3, but I feel I’m off to a strong start. As they say, “begin as you mean to go on!”