C is for Challenge.

     So Monday will be a rather eventful day. I'm planning on at least one French test, probably a Geometry test, and more than likely some stupid review session in Bio. That I'm sick of as well, but regardless. After school is when fun begins.

     I am planning on chilling in the marvelous Cicero-North Syracuse Weight Room with Cooley,some odd kids at school that are trying to "bulk up" (Dude, you really, need like Slim-Fast. Do all the weights you want, but it won't do shit unless you have a good diet.), and whatever other random swimmers that decide to show up that day. But that won't be the best part of my day. The best will be when I have my Wingman Cooley to sit there and help me inform my Coach of the recent news that is going 'round the pool deck.  

     I am figuring that since we are a team based on "truth", it'll be best if I tell him before someone else does. I mean, I do have to want to stay on the team for the next two years. I'm kinda hoping that he will take it with a grain of salt. It is really not a big deal at all. Although I know that once I tell him, I have to be sure that I drop 

at least 3 seconds off of my 50 time. It could be done, it should be done. It will be done. I don't really give a shit if it takes all of my physical,emotional, and mental strength. I will drop those seconds. If I don't I know that I have given up on myself. And I know that at least three other people have too. I am gonna take this challenge, and I'm gonna win.