Exhausted after getting out of the shower, I found myself reflecting what I actually did today... Waking at 7:30, I got up, brushed my teeth, grabbed a pop tart and headed for my 8am biology class. After getting out of class at 9, I make my way back to my building to get changed, and head over to the gym. After 30 minutes of cardio, and an hour of lifting, I walk back to my building to shower, and get changed. Left with 15 minutes before my 11:15 history class, I grab a yogurt on the go. Getting out of class at 12:20, I make my way down to the pool, where I get in just over a half mile of freestyle swimming, not including the repetitious drills and stretching before and after the workout itself. Left with 30minutes before music class, I grab some lunch. Music gets out at 4:20, I then proceed to the training room for 2 hours of physical therapy treatment.
I get back to my building around 6:30. Tired of the usual microwavable burrito or hot pocket, I unwillingly force myself up to the third floor with a pot, and some pasta. Using an electric stove, I had to wait around for 45 minutes, listening to these two girls complaining on "why guys are so difficult". After getting back to my room I simply add butter to the pot and dug in. After quickly jumping in the shower, now just about 8:30, I find myself mentally and physically fatigued. I soon realize that my day is still not over, and there is still history and biology reading to be done. Overwhelmed, I sit on my bed, grab my laptop, and feel the need to write about my day, and what better way than on a blog, letting the whole world know why I'm tired.
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Pete: Good but connect to the reading--your schedule which is very rigid and you seem to be fighting against it (you wrote this in another post as well) is very much the schedule that Swofford has. Can you make any connections?
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