Start to Summer

Let me tell you, Ithaca rocks way more when classes aren't getting in the way.

I mean, seriously. Everyone leaves. The sun comes out and it gets warm.

Yesterday, I literally woke up with the sun at 7, rolled out of bed and chilled in my dorm kitchen, drinking green tea and eating cereal--totally relaxed and pleased with myself. Then I ran down to practice for my first practice with the varsity.

Things are different with them. They have WAY nicer boats, and their oar handles are plastic instead of wooden. That means my butt hurts less, my seat doesn't squeak, and I have all new blisters. But it is SO cool rowing with them and getting corrected every few seconds. It's only been three practices and I've learned so much already.

I got back to campus and fell asleep until the next practice. That's right. I NAPPED. Summer, I am a fan of you.

The next practice, we had a few too many people for the third eight, so I was put in a single scull. It took a few minutes to remember exactly how it worked, especially after rowing sweep for so long. But then, it was just me, out on lake Cayuga with the sun warming my back, rowing. What a perfect start to the summer, right?

But then there was the reality that I had 7 a.m. practice this morning, and I was getting up at 6 on my third day of summer. Still worth it.

And now I'm going to nap before my next practice. Let's pretend it's normal to nap at 10 a.m.