So now that we have a fighting chance, we had more hope with the meet today. Until it started lightninging (wow, is that a word? Its amazing!) and we had to call it off two hours in. I was SO close to swimming breaststroke, I was on the second row of chairs! (Yeah. That means close, in swim lenguaaaage.(that last g was supposed to be pronounced more like a J. Yes, It is important that you understand how I pronounce things.)
So, chances are we are either going to reschedule, say its a tie, add up the points that we did have, or just say that we won, because all of the years they have won meets and finals is totally more than we have, and we just deserve it, because we are so cool, and our mascot is a really real looking barracuda, rather than a cat that looks mad in a splash of water, supposedly the extinct Aquacat or something. And, our color is purple. Cha-ching, we totally win.
No but seriously, their whole town is somehow connected to these weird lookin' cats. The Wildcats (football, baseball, golf, ect.), the Lady Cats (softball. Wow. WOW.) and the Aquacats.
Which is totally dumb, because Luisburg (the Barracudas. Us. The awesome ones.) highschool are also the wildcats, but they are WAAAAY too much of an awesome team to name themselves something like the Aquacats, or the Aguagatos (Spanish. Learn it. Love it. Live it. But mostly learn it.) or the Catsthatdon'thatewater! (I'm pretty sure that's impossible, I mean we have three cats, and don't think we haven't tried the whole 'give the cat a bath' thing. As if they can't do it by themselves. Because they can. And they do all the time.)
So yeah the meet was pretty cool. The part that was actually existent.
And only six more weeks of getting up at six to go jump in a cold pool and swim for two hours! Huraaah.
-Michelle
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