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101st Night and the Swimming Championship

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Thursday, February 5, 2009

Every time I look down I cannot believe the date. We’ve been back from Christmas for over a month and yet it seems like only a few days. The weather has been a rollercoaster, freezing and snowy to warm and breezy leaving the feeling that spring might be coming. But not yet. Only one more swim meet and then track starts. I cannot wait to run distance again because I absolutely loved running cross country in the fall. (Even though running in circles around a track is not quite the same as running up what seems to be a mountain or sloshing through mud and evading tree roots.)

Monday, February 10, 2009

I missed 101st night on Sunday. I had mixed feelings about not going, but with swimming championships coming up, our coach scheduled practice for that time so we would not get IT’d (Incentive Training) or anything. I guess I did not miss too much because all I heard was it was like Swab summer for an hour and a half – the indoc, the yelling, and running, push-ups, and sit-ups. I know one person who threw up and another who blacked-out, but everyone made it through and it was worth it to earn carry-on for today.

So today was 100th day, the day fourth and second class switch roles. I did not enjoy being a second class, I just liked not being a fourth class. The second class pretended to be us, but they did a pretty miserable job (as they intended). They wore mismatched uniforms to morning formation and woke us up at reveille similar to how they did it in swab summer, only this time they screamed things like, “Ma’am, ma’am, you have to get up now ma’am.” But we were given the rights of second class as well, so we did not have to brace up and we could actually talk in the passageways instead of hurrying into rooms to accomplish this. And we could walk down the center of the stairs! The center! (You never realize how much transit time that takes off).

A taste of the future, now carry-on is gone and we have to earn it.

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Posted by Leann Strickland at 2/7/2012 4:02 PM