Endurance

No. not endurance like making it through endurance. Endurance swimming. I didn't realize I should have taken beginner swimming. Probably the hardest class I have ever taken; probably the hardest thing I have physically done.

Little did I know that everyone in there was part of swim team in high school or a triathlete.

There I was with the only stroke I knew: breaststroke.

My day began at 6:30 with classes at 8:30. Math 31. Flew by. Caught the bus to get to West Campus for my Bio Seminar in the Biological Science Building. Speaking of, I have to read a book called Omnivore's Dilemma. Lucky for me, I'm a vegetarian.

Walked straight to the Chem 31 class with hundreds of freshman. As I began to doze off from the lack of sleep I had last night, I heard an explosion. I saw the second explosion. I felt, heard, and saw the third. The room shook as the professor performed the experiments which I'm really glad I got to see.

Next stop. Endurance swim.

I got to the Card Gym/Wilson Pool, changed, and jumped in the freezing cold water.

I asked the instructor, "Are we doing the twelve minute test today?"

"No, I have a feeling everyone is going to be exhausted by the end of today...I have a feeling," she repeated.

"Am I going to learn how to free style today?"

She smiled.

The whistle blew. "Freestyle. Count your strokes."

!!!!!

I didn't know how to free style.

Breaststroke.

Butterfly.

Backstroke.

Some stroke she made up.

Dive.

Side stroke.

Kick.

Above the water.

Kick.

Feet first.

Flutter kick.

Drag.

Breathe.

I never knew when to breathe.

I probably inhaled more water today than I consume on a daily basis.

I struggled.

I made it.

I'm EXHAUSTED.

Toughest class. Ever. hahaha. Who would've thought.

I keep asking myself if I should drop out before I fail. Not a chance. Challenge of the year.