I'm home at last, after being gone from 11:15 to 21:00, and I have only one email. What a sad and lonely life I lead... LOL.

Anyway, the meet went pretty well. I met a couple of really nice people, het Zinkstuk (our team) did much better as a whole than we did in Nijmegen, and I cut four seconds off my 100 free time, if the conversion utility is to be believed. However, I am exhausted now - why are meets so incredibly physically draining, when you actually swim so little? - and am sitting here sleepily drinking milk and eating Christmas cookies (an impulse buy at Albert Heijn) and debating whether or not I want to watch a movie or just go straight to bed.

I think bed is going to win.