Today started out annoying - cold weather, a botched swim workout, and a very difficult short-answer exam in Language and Dialect - and yet ended up really good. I aced my Language and Culture exam, finally had another physical therapy appointment, got a Florida Swimming shirt (from R - she promised to get me one), and, the crowning touch - got invited to swim in a meet in New Orleans!

See, the thing is, Masters - the team I usually swim with - competes, but they're pretty high-caliber. There's also Club Alligator Swim Team, which are just as hard-core in workouts, etc., but are free. I'd been on their mailing list for months, but had never actually been to their practice because it's at the same time as Masters. But last week A, the president, started sending out e-mails about team suits which were chlorine-resistant. I was intrigued and jumped on the bandwagon, so tonight I went to their practice, tried on a test suit (a freaking size 32!!! Wow!!!), swam their practice, and jumped on yet another bandwagon - as the 14th and last person to go swim at Tulane in a couple of weeks. It's just a club meet, nothing very high-caliber, and we're not expecting to do stunningly well, but it's a really nice group of girls who are a lot more down-to-earth (read: less arrogant) than the Masters group. I felt comfortable with them right away. So now I get a cute navy blue chlorine-resistant suit with an orange alligator (and maybe even my name) on it, and I get to go to a swim meet in a couple of weeks - both of which are very exciting.

Next goal: get this stupid knee back in shape. It hurt a little when we started, then got better, then got worse again. I iced it when I got home just now, so maybe that'll prove to be the ticket for my knee that it never was for my foot.

Good night!