ceder city

This past week has been a fiasco(?) of events. After my last post, I had an amazingly busy day on Wednesday. We had our swim practice till four O'clock, and got home at 4:30, I had piano at 6:00, and then had a team dinner at 7:00. We had pizza, it was really good. The next day we went to school until lunch, then we Left for ceder city. The bus ride was very long, we had a meet in richfeild so we stopped there first. Our coaches kept calling this meet a "practice" meet. We lost, which is to be expected if we all thought it was a practice meet. Our coaches still got mad at us of course. I got a recording of it. It is pretty good stuff. I listened to it be for one of my races, but that is in a later part. She called us mediocre(?). I wore uncle marks tattoos, and I would like to note that uncle marks swim cap is pretty popular, and mandee loved hers. Our swim meet in ceder city went over very well. Before I get into that, on Saturday, we had to get into groups and had to do a fear factor/some other game-like-thing. Well, one of our..."tasks" was to eat something, but they would not tell us what. I happened to be the one on the team who was known for eating allot. I thought I could eat anything, worms, dirt, but they happened to bring out pickles. I hate pickles. I was sure I could choke down some regular pickles, but these pickles were disgusting. I kept a straight face through the whole ordeal, but I thought I was going to through up. Another one of the tasks was to go and do 3 flip turns in the swimming pool. The pool was out side. It was snowing. The fence to the pool was locked but people climbed over it. Not everybody had to do it, just to clarify things. The maintenance man was really angry. That's about all the exciting stuff. Now for our meet. I listened to my coaches rampage before the 100. I went from a 1:07 to a 1:03. I wanted to drop 5 seconds. That was all of my event for that day. The next day was the best. Our bus driver Bob brought his kid. I was calling him bob Jr. then I learned his name was chance. I started calling him Chauncey. He was trying to act really cool and I picked him up by his ankles. He continued act cool from that position, then I dunked his head in the water. He started to freak out then. He is 6 years old. Then I did a 200 I.M. I went from a 2:53 to a 2:48. It was great. We have another meet this week and I can't wait. This kid Jesse Roberts is like the next Micheal Phelps. He did one of those cool back-to-breast flip turns, but got DQ'd. I officially got the funny kid of the team title, somebody said to me today, If you tell any more jokes, I am going to have an 8-pack. I also got the kid who eats food really fast title, and the biggest shoe on the team title. We also took Grandma and Grandpa to the MTC. It was really cool to send them off, not cool as in, yes there gone, but cool as being there.

That's it.