dream big.

It mystifies me how some people have no dreams. No aspirations.

Life deserves a purpose, otherwise what's the point.

Some lives need to be given a purpose. You have to choose what it is you want in your life and then go for it.

Have some goals. Have some dreams.

You can't just live life day to day and expect things to happen. You have to make things happen.

Today was one of those WIN days. I didn't think that it would go to well when I walk outside for morning practice and it's raining and gloomy, just one of those days that you know you won't see any sunshine.

Yet, classes went well. I got out of my presentation that I was dreading. Practice went surprisingly well after initially dreading the sets.

A good hump day.

give them nothing. and take from them everything.

Some days some people just have it made.

Saturday was a good day. A win. For the team and for me. My first against a conference team. Pat seemed happy with my races and I'm finally contributing in dual meets in a tangible way on a regular basis. I finally have the confidence to race and to be a leader in a more vocal way.

It feels good. I'm happy with where I am right now, swimming wise.

We definitely are more of a team now than ever before and it's visible to everyone around us.

Thursday was a rough day because we confronted people and issues on our team but I think we've settled them to the point where people understand the sacrifices that have to be made.

A tough end of the week is ahead so we've got to push through and get ready to swim fast this weekend against ECU.

love.

two thousand miles and one left turn

A win.
A loss.
Too many emotions running from this weekend.

I need confidence in what I'm doing. Otherwise, what am I doing? I'm wasting my time pushing myself in practices until I ache. I get to meets and I freeze.

No, it wasn't all that bad.

I finally have speed. My sprint freestyle and sprint back looks good. My 200 back on the other hand. Supposedly, my event...

...bad.

I've tried to hold it in. My emotions. I called my mom, not even meaning to talk about the meet or the race. But it just came out. Right in front of the library.

I need to get my head out of my butt. Basically.

step on the stage. the lights. the praise.

It's October. It's ninety degrees outside. Does mother nature care to explain why she's messing with our heads?

I want to wear hoodies and not have to worry about what my hair is doing because I can just cover it with a hood.

Midterm in economics tonight. I don't feel as worried as I should be. I think it will all come to me when I put the pencil to the paper.

Big test this weekend when we travel to William and Mary for the meet. We're all pretty excited. Last year, the women's team won by seven points. This year, we have the depth and the experience of knowing what it was like to beat them early in the season. We can pull this off. I know we can.

Save the drama for your mama. I really want to bring that saying back.

Caps are 3-0. How about them apples?

r-e-s-p-e-c-t

Somebody let me know, but is that too much to ask for?

If you give it, you're supposed to get it back right?

Regardless, it's something that's seriously lacking.

I'm really not in the greatest of moods. I need to be able to go up to someone and tell them my true thoughts. Have a backbone. Believe in what I say and then DO IT. Because if I don't, nobody will. I'm starting to believe that.

I am not going to sit on my ass as the events that affect me unfold to determine the course of my life. I'm going to take a stand. I'm going to defend it. Right or wrong, I'm going to defend it.