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Summer kicks my ass. Not in a bad way, but not in a good way, either.
I'm so happy that I see Sean so often now; at least 2 or 3 times a week. Looking back, I'm amazed I made it over 3 months without getting to be with him. I love just hanging out at his house, he's so close with his parents and they're so great to me. They went out of town this past week and his mom baked chess cake for me before they left so I could eat it when I came over. So things with Sean are great; sometimes it's stressful with having to drive 40 minutes to see him rather than walking 40 feet, but hey that's summer for ya.
Work has been different. I can't say I dislike it, but it feels different than last year. I feel less fulfilled by it. Maybe because I went off and saw the things I could do differently. Not that I ever saw myself always working at Lonnie's, but now I feel more encouraged to break out of it. I want to do an internship, I want to move somewhere, I want to take another step towards whatever I'm going to do for the rest of my life!
Training has been weird, too. It's my last summer swimming for Wolf Creek, which has turned out to be very bittersweet for me. I'm going to miss the casual atmosphere, but I feel like a phony. I'm only 18, still legally eligible to swim, but I've been off to college for a year and placed at Conference. I feel like some may criticize me for coming in after all that and still swimming in neighborhood league. Also, besides the weekly meets, I'm barely swimming. My shoulder feels like it's healed, but I'm afraid. It still gets sore near the end of each meet, and that's only swimming once a week. I'm lifting weights, A LOT, seriously I've never had so much tone to my arms and legs as I do now. I think it's helped my shoulder a lot. I run 20ish miles a week on the elliptical. I'm really trying to take care of myself now so that my shoulder won't cause too many problems in the fall when I start training full-force again. We're getting 17 freshman, so there'll be a lot of room to worry about if I get a spot to even compete at conference next year. Gah.
Between all that stuff, it feels like I can't enjoy summer as much as I'd planned. I see friends once or twice a week, and it's always fun, but I guess it's just like they say about the first transition after your freshman year: it's so hard coming home and readjusting. Sometimes I just leave the house to go somewhere and forget to tell my mom or sister, simply because I didn't have to do that for the past nine months. I miss having handfuls of friends within four minutes' walking distance. I miss Cowan meals. I miss 5:30 am swim practice, I miss the frat houses, I miss the Kappa basement, I just flat out miss Centre. I've been counting down the days till I go back since my third week home. The thing is, there's nothing bad about being home; it's just that I love being at Centre so much that any place else feels like second best. I still pretty much feel at home when I'm at my mom's, but I catch myself daydreaming about how Andrea and I will spruce up our dorm for next year. I love working out at Milestone, it's a fantastic gym (with cute fitness instructors hehe), but I miss Sutcliffe and swim practice with my crazies. I miss having Sean at just a short walk away, even though I still get to see him and talk to him a thousand times more than I could throughout spring semester.
So summer is weird. Great things have happened; I've hung out with my best high school friends, I've partied with Megan for the first time since God knows when, I've seen Kenny Chesney in concert, I've felt at home at my boyfriend's house (truly a first), I've reset a team record for Wolf Creek, and I feel like I've even made a few new friends. Things are really good. I just wish I could be at Centre, too.
I'm so happy that I see Sean so often now; at least 2 or 3 times a week. Looking back, I'm amazed I made it over 3 months without getting to be with him. I love just hanging out at his house, he's so close with his parents and they're so great to me. They went out of town this past week and his mom baked chess cake for me before they left so I could eat it when I came over. So things with Sean are great; sometimes it's stressful with having to drive 40 minutes to see him rather than walking 40 feet, but hey that's summer for ya.
Work has been different. I can't say I dislike it, but it feels different than last year. I feel less fulfilled by it. Maybe because I went off and saw the things I could do differently. Not that I ever saw myself always working at Lonnie's, but now I feel more encouraged to break out of it. I want to do an internship, I want to move somewhere, I want to take another step towards whatever I'm going to do for the rest of my life!
Training has been weird, too. It's my last summer swimming for Wolf Creek, which has turned out to be very bittersweet for me. I'm going to miss the casual atmosphere, but I feel like a phony. I'm only 18, still legally eligible to swim, but I've been off to college for a year and placed at Conference. I feel like some may criticize me for coming in after all that and still swimming in neighborhood league. Also, besides the weekly meets, I'm barely swimming. My shoulder feels like it's healed, but I'm afraid. It still gets sore near the end of each meet, and that's only swimming once a week. I'm lifting weights, A LOT, seriously I've never had so much tone to my arms and legs as I do now. I think it's helped my shoulder a lot. I run 20ish miles a week on the elliptical. I'm really trying to take care of myself now so that my shoulder won't cause too many problems in the fall when I start training full-force again. We're getting 17 freshman, so there'll be a lot of room to worry about if I get a spot to even compete at conference next year. Gah.
Between all that stuff, it feels like I can't enjoy summer as much as I'd planned. I see friends once or twice a week, and it's always fun, but I guess it's just like they say about the first transition after your freshman year: it's so hard coming home and readjusting. Sometimes I just leave the house to go somewhere and forget to tell my mom or sister, simply because I didn't have to do that for the past nine months. I miss having handfuls of friends within four minutes' walking distance. I miss Cowan meals. I miss 5:30 am swim practice, I miss the frat houses, I miss the Kappa basement, I just flat out miss Centre. I've been counting down the days till I go back since my third week home. The thing is, there's nothing bad about being home; it's just that I love being at Centre so much that any place else feels like second best. I still pretty much feel at home when I'm at my mom's, but I catch myself daydreaming about how Andrea and I will spruce up our dorm for next year. I love working out at Milestone, it's a fantastic gym (with cute fitness instructors hehe), but I miss Sutcliffe and swim practice with my crazies. I miss having Sean at just a short walk away, even though I still get to see him and talk to him a thousand times more than I could throughout spring semester.
So summer is weird. Great things have happened; I've hung out with my best high school friends, I've partied with Megan for the first time since God knows when, I've seen Kenny Chesney in concert, I've felt at home at my boyfriend's house (truly a first), I've reset a team record for Wolf Creek, and I feel like I've even made a few new friends. Things are really good. I just wish I could be at Centre, too.