Coach Katie...

... You are the best swim team coach I've ever had, BUT WHAT THE HECK POSSESSED YOU TO GIVE US THE MOST INSANE PRACTICE WE'VE EVER HAD IN MY FOUR YEARS OF SWIMMING ON THE MISSION TEAM, RIGHT AFTER TUESDAY'S MEET!? On the the last 50-meter swim, I don't even know what we were supposed to be doing. Simon, who is usually obsessed with going first and being the fastest, actually fought with this other kid over which one of them would go last. And when he did go, he literally just walked on the bottom of the pool. He didn't even swim. Actually, none of us did, really. I did a really wimpy version of butterfly (I only used my arms to touch the wall, so I was pretty much just floating along and kicking every once in awhile. And I still stayed ahead of everyone else in my lane), and Kevin... I have no idea what he was doing, but I've definitely never seen it before, and it made slugs look like cheetahs.
And then, of all the days in the summer, the book sale was today. My feet still hurt from walking around the... the building that used to be a mall in the 80's, which is now a collection of dead businesses that would probably be torn down if they didn't have a massive sale there biannually. I ended up getting twelve books within the first half hour, and the only reason I stayed for two more hours was because my mom wanted to look in sections that were full of stuff like geography and religious business science (or something like that).