Well…hello.

Hi, I guess. I suppose this is just an introductory entry. There’s a lot of guesswork going on here, isn’t there? Ah well. Let’s get right to it. My coach, Will, keeps a blog, and I’ve found it to be both very entertaining and informative. So, I figured, it couldn’t hurt to give it a go. I don’t really know how this is going to work out, and I’m not really even sure that anyone will read it, so I’m going to treat it mostly as if it applies only to me. If you are reading this, don’t worry too much about my writing flow, this writing shouldn’t apply directly to anyone besides me, anyway. All right. I’ve got some time on my hands, considering my lack of fencing practice today, and things have been rather…strange, today. I woke up this morning thinking, “I totally woke up on the wrong side of the bed today,” I pretty much thought the same thing all the way up until I got to the Josh and Josh Morning show, at which point I decided to leave that behind me and move on. Things went great throughout the rest of the day, until, of course, I reached home. No practice, given Veteran’s Day, so I didn’t have anything-but when I say didn’t have anything, I really do mean that-there was nothing for me to be concerned with. I took a nap-a long nap (incidentally, that’s why I’m here now)-and ended up napping repeatedly. It’s a terrible feeling, napping. I feel as though I’ve wasted my time unconciously, but, truthfully, the only other option I found for doing was physics-and I’m pretty well maxed out with 6 hours of physics every other night. So I slept, and did nothing. I described it to Will as being “apathetic”-meaning, I didn’t have anything to particularly live for, today. Eventually I resolved that tomorrow would have something in it to live for, so we’ll see how that shakes out…