Yeesh.

Why must people be touchy-feely? Why can't I just have my space? Holy cow! If you want to give me a heart attack, come at me from behind with a hug. If you want to kill me, pay a guy on the swim team to come at me from the side and hug me right after I swim the 100 yard butterfly. I nearly drowned. 2 -- I think that's the number I gave him -- is one of those people who thinks hugs are cool. That's fine, just don't share your coolness with me without ample warning. With ample warning, I can handle it. But he didn't give me any! Just because he had been finished with his 100 for twenty seconds before I got to the final wall doesn't mean he has a right to creep me out like that. Yikes. If there hadn't been a very large lane line between us, there would have been pain.

Aside from that, the annual swimming training trip was much fun. The Animal Set was very hard, as usual, but I did quite well. For those of you who don't know (i.e. all of you), the Animal Set is basically a team-wide competition. We swim four one-hundreds on a fairly easy time, then after those far we lower the time by five seconds. We follow this pattern until we can't make the time. Then we drop out of the competition. Last man standing wins. My cold didn't exactly help any, nor did the added altitude, but it was okay.