(photo stolen as usual)

This is a scene from last weekend. Scenic, huh? It's interesting how the most stressful of events can appear so calm in photographs.

Last Saturday my crew coach decided it would be a good idea to journey down the mountain (away from our sadly frozen Lake Dimmick) in order to have an all day rowing session. The lake pictured is "Tim's Ford", a rather picturesque lake in the town of Winchester, TN. The location seemed ideal at first: close, large, not frozen. However, it soon became obvious that few crew teams have ever rowed here before. Take a closer look at the dock. Now look at the boat. Can you see the problem yet?

How about now?

Once we (amazingly) maneuvered the 90 degree angle of the dock, we discovered a 2nd problem. Do you see those absolutely pointless spikes on the dock?? In order to avoid them you must lean perilously over the edge of the dock with your hands outstretched, and then lower the boat carefully to the water (the dock was about 2 times higher than usual as well). Honestly, I thought we were going to impale the boat...or just outright drop it. If I haven't mentioned it before, that boat is !@#$ing heavy. In reality each person probably has about 25-30 lbs of weight to carry, but it's a very large, very unwieldy, very expensive 25-30 pounds. And it's over your head most of the time.

I don't even row in that boat. I just helped carry it out of the goodness of my heart...and a general mistrust of freshmen.

Oh, there was also a small crowd of boaters standing on the bank watching our little misadventure.

I'm also starting to become germophobic. Every time someone sitting next to me starts coughing or sniffling I want to push them away (but without touching them), and then go take a shower. Usually I just settle for trying not to breathe in their general direction and scooting as far away as possible. I've had a very tenacious cold for the last 1.5-2 weeks that I was FINALLY starting to get over. However, it seems that I, being the trend setter that I am, was one of the first to get sick, and now the rest of the school is starting to catch up. I'm terrified that I'm going to get over my cold, and immediately catch a new one. These fears are in no way unwarranted either! The day before yesterday I had finally gotten to the point where I only needed to blow my nose once in the morning, and once at night (at first I could go about 20 minutes), and I overall felt perfectly alert. Then, starting sometime yesterday afternoon, my throat became incredibly sore and I started getting a headache. It was bad enough that I vowed if I didn't wake up feeling absolutely perfect, then I was just going to roll over and go back to bed.

This is a lame note to end this on, but people have come home now and I've lost the will to write.

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