1. Didn't nap or sleep anywhere but a bed.
2. Ate slightly less than, say, an army.
3. Generally stayed indoors.
4. Spent several hours a day on the computer and internet.
5. Saw rowing as an extracurricular activity.
And then Georgia happened. It was a whirlwind of hilarity, intensity, exhaustion, freezing cold, heat, sun, rain, excitement, nerves, and fun.
All of varsity described spring trip as "Eat, sleep, row." I didn't realize how incredibly accurate that was. Except, it didn't include 7 a.m. pre-breakfast yoga. After that, our days were eat sleep row eat sleep row eat sleep. Repeat.
First there was the 18-hour bus ride, during which I would fall asleep for an hour at a time and sometimes sink into a semi-conscious haze wondering what in the world I was doing here. At 7am we stopped at a Cracker Barrell, and one of my teammates actually fell asleep face first on the table. Two hours later, we were rigging and washing boats at the Lake Lanier Olympic Center. And soon, we were on the water for the first time since October, still in our what-day-is-it-what-is-this-oar-thing-OMG-is-that-water? haze.
When we finally arrived at our hotel, two of my roommates perfectly expressed our mixed emotions:
And then I actually took no pictures of us doing any work. Or things like rowing, which you would actually want to see. Instead, I busted out the camera when we had our Wednesday afternoon off and went out to dinner! See?
Ignore the old lady moving in warp-speed in the back of this picture.
Afterwards, we somehow ended up in a party store, doing mature things like this:
For the ride back, we all drifted in and out of consciousness until 7 a.m, when we arrived at Ithaca. Unfortunately, the dorms didn't open until noon. That meant we were sleeping in the gym until we could haul our stuff back to our rooms or sleep in a real bed. So I made my jacket into a pillow, made my crew sweatshirt into my own personal cave, and passed out. On the floor. With a million other people scattered around.
I can sleep ANYWHERE now! I am gaining skills for life in college.
So, in sum, I'm exhausted and have a slight sock tan, but boy, was it worth it.
And now...the season begins!
