Gymnastics... all weekend
So, this weekend I spent virtually every waking moment doing something related to gymnastics. I'm so exhausted. On Saturday, I just had regular practice. But, on Sunday, our gym hosted the compulsory Zones meet. And it's a very important meet for all those little girls. But it's also all day...
So, I was working the concession stand at our gym (I think I'm becoming an expert at working food stands). That of course meant that we had to be at the gym at 6:30 in the morning! Which meant that we had to leave home at 6. Ugh... waking up early is not my thing. Anyway, 6:30, we're at the gym, and scrambling to set everything up. It's amazing how quickly an hour and a half passes. By the time it was 8 in the morning, and the meet was starting, we hadn't even gotten the coffee yet! Horribly stressful. My mom was all yelling at me and everything. Horrible. I think she was just really stressed out and then yelling at me because I couldn't read her mind.
Anyway, I worked that dang food stand all day. I cooked so many batches of popcorn that I never want to do it again. It's so gross! It was one of those commercial popcorn makers, where you put the corn and the oil/congealed fat/flavoring orange stuff all in at once. That oil has literally soaked into my skin. Gross!!! It was all over me, and I probably used at least 20 wipes trying to get it all off. Popcorn that's yellow or orange is just unnatural. I can't believe people consume the stuff.
What else did I do? Oh yea, I also made churros, pretzels, and corn dogs. I became quite an expert at coating churros in cinnamon and pretzals in salt. Oh yea. Who's good?
After working the stand from 6:30 to 8 at night (that's more than 13 hours! and my mom called it "free labor" I think it's child labor) we had to clean up the gym. Boy, that was fun... I vacuumed and moved mats, and... vacuumed. My OCD got the best of me.
By the time we left, it was 9:30 and I was totally exhausted. Too much work. Of course, I still had to study for a Japanese test when I got home. But I was so tired that I could barely keep my eyes open. Studying probably didn't really do me a lot of good. When I was writing things down, I kept on writing half in hiragana and half in English. And then I'd be like "what? what does that mean?" and have to start all over again.
I don't think standing up on the hard concrete was good for my knees either. Surprisingly, my feet didn't really hurt at all. I was gellin'. But my poor knees! You know that muscle that you use in the back of your knee when you bend your knee? Yea, that muscle hurts so bad. It's been hurting for a while, but I just thought it was part of getting old. Of course, my knee hurts so much that I couldn't go to gym tonight. Oh well. I have so much other stuff I need to be catching up on. Not to mention I can barely remember what I'm typing right now. It's only 8:30! Jeez. Sorry if this entry doesn't make any sense at all. I'm sort of rambling.
So, I was working the concession stand at our gym (I think I'm becoming an expert at working food stands). That of course meant that we had to be at the gym at 6:30 in the morning! Which meant that we had to leave home at 6. Ugh... waking up early is not my thing. Anyway, 6:30, we're at the gym, and scrambling to set everything up. It's amazing how quickly an hour and a half passes. By the time it was 8 in the morning, and the meet was starting, we hadn't even gotten the coffee yet! Horribly stressful. My mom was all yelling at me and everything. Horrible. I think she was just really stressed out and then yelling at me because I couldn't read her mind.
Anyway, I worked that dang food stand all day. I cooked so many batches of popcorn that I never want to do it again. It's so gross! It was one of those commercial popcorn makers, where you put the corn and the oil/congealed fat/flavoring orange stuff all in at once. That oil has literally soaked into my skin. Gross!!! It was all over me, and I probably used at least 20 wipes trying to get it all off. Popcorn that's yellow or orange is just unnatural. I can't believe people consume the stuff.
What else did I do? Oh yea, I also made churros, pretzels, and corn dogs. I became quite an expert at coating churros in cinnamon and pretzals in salt. Oh yea. Who's good?
After working the stand from 6:30 to 8 at night (that's more than 13 hours! and my mom called it "free labor" I think it's child labor) we had to clean up the gym. Boy, that was fun... I vacuumed and moved mats, and... vacuumed. My OCD got the best of me.
By the time we left, it was 9:30 and I was totally exhausted. Too much work. Of course, I still had to study for a Japanese test when I got home. But I was so tired that I could barely keep my eyes open. Studying probably didn't really do me a lot of good. When I was writing things down, I kept on writing half in hiragana and half in English. And then I'd be like "what? what does that mean?" and have to start all over again.
I don't think standing up on the hard concrete was good for my knees either. Surprisingly, my feet didn't really hurt at all. I was gellin'. But my poor knees! You know that muscle that you use in the back of your knee when you bend your knee? Yea, that muscle hurts so bad. It's been hurting for a while, but I just thought it was part of getting old. Of course, my knee hurts so much that I couldn't go to gym tonight. Oh well. I have so much other stuff I need to be catching up on. Not to mention I can barely remember what I'm typing right now. It's only 8:30! Jeez. Sorry if this entry doesn't make any sense at all. I'm sort of rambling.