I've never been the biggest, the strongest, or the fastest. Thats why I think I didn't do well in main stream sports. I always got crushed in football, never threw the fastest in baseball, and didn't place well in track. But that is why I succeeded.
For my senior project here at Bedford High School, I decided that I was going to row a Marathon on an indoor rowing machine(an Erg). I also realized that there is a national ranking for 13-18 year old athletes that row marathons and feeling ambitious I said "it can't be that hard, I'll try beating the national record". Not really knowing much about marathons and not having any experience with marathon distance events I felt a bit in over my head. That same feeling of fear also felt exciting because I knew that I was opening a door to something new. What was going to be on the other side?
Knowing that I am not the biggest nor the strongest and not even the fastest person I know, I had to find something that I could be the best at. I knew I had to be Tough. Being tough, isn't something that anyone can give you, but it is something that you can earn. If I wanted to set the national record for rowing a marathon I had to get Tough, real Tough.
My training plan became rather unorthodox after that revelation. Before that my priority was to be as fit as possible but what I really needed to do was be tough so that I would never quit. A fit person will work well while they are feeling good but when they get tired they will want to stop. A tough fit person will continue on no matter what.
Mental toughness was my goal. I started researching mental toughness and wanted to learn how I could attain it. The thing I realized during my research though was that it is something you have to teach yourself. It couldn't be taught to me by someone else. At that point I started making the most progress.
During all of this I had an extremely small field of view, I was thinking in the short run. I was thinking about how I could be mentally tough to finish my marathon but the big picture of what I was making possible was how this could roll over into my everyday life. Being mentally tough would allow me to focus in and get my work done no matter how much I wanted to quite. The want to quite while suffering on the Erg was the same as the want to stop doing homework or stop the task I am doing because there are easier things to do. Without realizing it, I have created the most influential lesson I could ever teach myself. I taught myself how to be tough.
From here every time something starts to suck, I think "I was tough enough to sit on an erg for 3 hours 7 minutes and 45 seconds in pain and agony to complete a goal, I can finish this" and then everything seems relatively easy.
Monday, April 21, 2014
Home by the River
A note found in a shack by the river. It's old and yellowed, must be from the ancient times.
The sound of the nearby river is calming, it helps me sleep through the gnawing feeling in my gut. My make-shift hut of scraps of wood hammered together does little to make me feel safe. I haven't seen another person in months but I still feel like I'm not alone... The river, just listen to the river. It's therapeutic in a way. It's actually the only reason I set up my "camp" here. I use camp loosely because It's just my "house" and a small dirt pit for a fire. I'm am both calmed and unnerved by this babbling brooke, the sound at night does, in fact, help me sleep; but on the colder nights, the ones where the wind bellows profusely, I swear I can hear a woman singing. The song is familiar, but I can't place it in my mind, and the voice feels like home, but I don't know any home other than this one and my last. It sets my teeth on edge and makes my skin crawl upon my flesh.
Speaking of my other home, it's where I awoke and where I stayed for months until an accident caused the end of that place. I remember being extremely dazed and thirsty as I looked about the large barn I was holed up in. I had a noticeable beard on my face and my nails needed a trimming; most memorably though was the smell of my clothes. It amazes me still how it was almost as pungent as the permeating smell of the decayed flesh on unfed farm animals. But, that's neither here nor there, trust me, I bathed as soon as possible. I accidentally fell asleep next to the fire and awoke to the smell of my left arm cooking in a fire that was as well cooking the barn. My arm is fine now, a little scarred, but hey, isn't that what the ladies like?
Lady... That singing woman's voice disturbs me on a profound level. I've sat out there, over by the river, on a sizable rock, waiting for her, numerous times to no avail. But when I'm just about to fall asleep I hear her, singing gayly like the world is still fine. It's almost like a lullaby, but the tune is a little more cheery, as though it was a bar song that was slowed down just enough to become creepy. The world isn't fine by the way. I've traveled miles, searched every home and shop, yelled out at the highest peaks I found, but there is no life anywhere. Even the animals are hiding from me. The shops and homes look as though everyone just got up and left. The food is rotten and the furniture is dusty, but everything looks frozen where it was meant to be. No rush to leave, not even a messy teenage room, everything was perfectly placed, a long time ago.
I don't remember anything before the barn when I woke up. It irritates me beyond measure. Maybe, just maybe, I'll remember soon. I hope it's soon because I'm surprised I haven't lost my marbles yet, and I'm terrified it will start to happen soon.
Tonight I'm going to search for her again, by the river. The water has looked enticing lately, maybe I'll take a dip.
The sound of the nearby river is calming, it helps me sleep through the gnawing feeling in my gut. My make-shift hut of scraps of wood hammered together does little to make me feel safe. I haven't seen another person in months but I still feel like I'm not alone... The river, just listen to the river. It's therapeutic in a way. It's actually the only reason I set up my "camp" here. I use camp loosely because It's just my "house" and a small dirt pit for a fire. I'm am both calmed and unnerved by this babbling brooke, the sound at night does, in fact, help me sleep; but on the colder nights, the ones where the wind bellows profusely, I swear I can hear a woman singing. The song is familiar, but I can't place it in my mind, and the voice feels like home, but I don't know any home other than this one and my last. It sets my teeth on edge and makes my skin crawl upon my flesh.
Speaking of my other home, it's where I awoke and where I stayed for months until an accident caused the end of that place. I remember being extremely dazed and thirsty as I looked about the large barn I was holed up in. I had a noticeable beard on my face and my nails needed a trimming; most memorably though was the smell of my clothes. It amazes me still how it was almost as pungent as the permeating smell of the decayed flesh on unfed farm animals. But, that's neither here nor there, trust me, I bathed as soon as possible. I accidentally fell asleep next to the fire and awoke to the smell of my left arm cooking in a fire that was as well cooking the barn. My arm is fine now, a little scarred, but hey, isn't that what the ladies like?
Lady... That singing woman's voice disturbs me on a profound level. I've sat out there, over by the river, on a sizable rock, waiting for her, numerous times to no avail. But when I'm just about to fall asleep I hear her, singing gayly like the world is still fine. It's almost like a lullaby, but the tune is a little more cheery, as though it was a bar song that was slowed down just enough to become creepy. The world isn't fine by the way. I've traveled miles, searched every home and shop, yelled out at the highest peaks I found, but there is no life anywhere. Even the animals are hiding from me. The shops and homes look as though everyone just got up and left. The food is rotten and the furniture is dusty, but everything looks frozen where it was meant to be. No rush to leave, not even a messy teenage room, everything was perfectly placed, a long time ago.
I don't remember anything before the barn when I woke up. It irritates me beyond measure. Maybe, just maybe, I'll remember soon. I hope it's soon because I'm surprised I haven't lost my marbles yet, and I'm terrified it will start to happen soon.
Tonight I'm going to search for her again, by the river. The water has looked enticing lately, maybe I'll take a dip.
What Do You Want to be When You Grow Up?
What do you want to be when you grow up? I have often pondered this question, and have yet to discover an answer. As a senior in high school, figuring out where to go and what to do is the priority.
When my sister was little, she always wanted to be a writer. When my older brother was little, he wanted to be a business man. When my younger brother was little, he always wanted to be everything, he still wants to do everything. My youngest brother is little, and he wants to be an architect, engineer, plumber, and an electrician.
When I was little, I always wanted to be a marine biologist. One day I was reading a book about the ocean, with rainbow-colored fish, sparking water, and florescent coral reefs. Nothing intriges me like the mystery of the ocean and it's beauty. I remember being on vacation in Cape Cod and I was sitting relaxed and comfy in a big chair inside. I read through the book all about coral and fish, and there were so many pictures of the most wonderful pictures.
I loved to read ocean books and just gaze at the moments underwater photographers captured to show readers like me whats underneath the big, blue ocean. My mom got me a deck of cards with all sorts of ocean creatures on them. Instead of play cards, I used them to study the creatures of the ocean, because I just loved everything about marine life so much. Watching the National Geographic movies on ocean life was one of my most favorite past times to participate in.
Back in Cape Cod, the little girl who wanted to be one with the ocean came to the last page of the book about marine life. That page was the page that showed me what the real world looked like. To be a marine biologist, extensive knowledge on science, math, and engineering are required. Studying, analyzing, hypothesizing, drawing conclusions from data and research, lots of writing and thinking are essential to a successful career in marine biology. As my eyes fell on the final page of that children's ocean book, I understood that marine biology could never be for me, because I am not scientifically engineered to grasp such concepts and information.
Today, as a young person headed off into the world of college and careers, what I want to be when I grow up is a pressing question weighing upon my mind. What am I good at? What do I love to do? What kind of lifestyle do I want? Whatever I do, I want to be happy and help others with the gift I will have to give. I want to go to work simply loving what I'm doing with my life.
My love for the ocean has turned into a S.C.U.B.A. license and a dream of building my own, beautiful beach house. Even though I will never be a marine biologist, one can be sure that what I am going to do with my life will be whatever helps me achieve the best-version-of-myself, even if I grow up and never know what I want to be.
When my sister was little, she always wanted to be a writer. When my older brother was little, he wanted to be a business man. When my younger brother was little, he always wanted to be everything, he still wants to do everything. My youngest brother is little, and he wants to be an architect, engineer, plumber, and an electrician.
When I was little, I always wanted to be a marine biologist. One day I was reading a book about the ocean, with rainbow-colored fish, sparking water, and florescent coral reefs. Nothing intriges me like the mystery of the ocean and it's beauty. I remember being on vacation in Cape Cod and I was sitting relaxed and comfy in a big chair inside. I read through the book all about coral and fish, and there were so many pictures of the most wonderful pictures.
I loved to read ocean books and just gaze at the moments underwater photographers captured to show readers like me whats underneath the big, blue ocean. My mom got me a deck of cards with all sorts of ocean creatures on them. Instead of play cards, I used them to study the creatures of the ocean, because I just loved everything about marine life so much. Watching the National Geographic movies on ocean life was one of my most favorite past times to participate in.
Back in Cape Cod, the little girl who wanted to be one with the ocean came to the last page of the book about marine life. That page was the page that showed me what the real world looked like. To be a marine biologist, extensive knowledge on science, math, and engineering are required. Studying, analyzing, hypothesizing, drawing conclusions from data and research, lots of writing and thinking are essential to a successful career in marine biology. As my eyes fell on the final page of that children's ocean book, I understood that marine biology could never be for me, because I am not scientifically engineered to grasp such concepts and information.
Today, as a young person headed off into the world of college and careers, what I want to be when I grow up is a pressing question weighing upon my mind. What am I good at? What do I love to do? What kind of lifestyle do I want? Whatever I do, I want to be happy and help others with the gift I will have to give. I want to go to work simply loving what I'm doing with my life.
My love for the ocean has turned into a S.C.U.B.A. license and a dream of building my own, beautiful beach house. Even though I will never be a marine biologist, one can be sure that what I am going to do with my life will be whatever helps me achieve the best-version-of-myself, even if I grow up and never know what I want to be.
An Ideal Cast for the Film Adaptation of Jeannette Walls' "The Glass Castle"
An Ideal Cast for the Film Adaptation of Jeannette Walls' The Glass Castle
Just recently, I finished the 2005 memoir of the life of writer and journalist Jeannette Walls. The memoir, entitled The Glass Castle, serves as a bildungsroman, which traces Walls' life from her "dysfunctional, yet vibrant" childhood to her successful departure into the business world.
After doing some research, I have discovered that the story is rumored to be in the talks of adapting onto the big screen later this year. Thus, movie-lovers, as well as those who appreciate the book, have already begun to think of the ultimate "dream cast" to fill the roles of Jeannette, Rex, and Rose Mary Walls, who lead The Glass Castle through all its bizarre misery.
Several news articles have already reported that Jennifer Lawrence, who is currently in the midst of "Hunger Games" and "X-Men" success, has committed to producing and possibly starring in the film. Reports have claimed she will play the older version of Jeannette Walls. Ironically, before these articles were released, my number one pick to play the older Jeannette was Lawrence herself. I find Lawrence to not only have an unbelievably accelerated acting capacity, but also a knack for embodying the spirit of her character.
Even more so, Jennifer Lawrence is definitely the sort of image that comes to mind when I try to envision Jeannette's character. Her physical appearance has a certain aura that captures Walls' ruggedness, while demanding an emotional integrity that Walls carries with her throughout the novel. This sense of independence and motivational drive correlates to Lawrence's own desire to fight for roles and work her way up into the film industry.
Parallel to Lawrence's career, her breakthrough performance in the movie "Winter's Bone," a novel which was recently adapted in 2010 into an independent feature film, shares great similarities to Jeannette in "The Glass Castle." I find Walls' character in comparison with Lawrence's portrayal of Ree Dolly to be both moving and successful journeys that end in triumph, yet still have dark edges that are difficult to grasp. Both films center around a rural, country girl who comes to realize her family's misfortune and are desperate to do anything in order to survive.
Jeannette's mother, Rose Mary Walls, has been rumored to be played by Emmy award-winner Claire Danes. Claire Danes has appeared in the television drama "Homeland" and HBO movie "Temple Grandin." In my opinion, I believe that Danes is an excellent actress with a wide range of versatility; however, my first choice would be Academy Award-winner Frances McDormand.
Frances McDormand has proved herself multiple times that she is by far capable of carrying roles that have characters with dark, complex minds. Her skills include, but are certainly not limited to, the realm of character acting. Her roles in "Fargo" and "Almost Famous" involve the theme of motherhood as well, which is crucial to the part of Rose Mary Walls. Additionally, she played Glory Dodge in the 2005 film "North Country." Her character portrays the essence of a country woman, which duly highlights the center of Rose Mary Walls.
Finally, for Rex Walls, rumors have been circulating that he will be played by Academy Award-nominee Mark Ruffalo. Ruffalo has been mainly appearing in superhero movies, such as "The Avengers;" however, his premiere acting abilities were demonstrated in the 2010 film, "The Kids Are All Right." I believe that Ruffalo does have the capacity to pull off a role as important as Rex Walls in "The Glass Castle."
My first choice to play the part would most likely be Bruce Dern. Dern has most recently proved himself to be a great fit for the role while starring in the recent independent motion picture "Nebraska." However, Rex is not present in the novel as much as Jeannette or Rose Mary, so I have not placed as much thought into the ideal fit for this role, as age is duly an important factor in casting decisions. Perhaps an older actor might have been a wiser selection for the role, although I think it is a great opportunity for someone of Ruffalo's stature and place in his career to take on Rex.
Amidst the casting decisions in Hollywood, anything may happen in response to the finished product of "The Glass Castle." What I do know, however, is that whoever fills these roles must have the determination and dedication to capture the lunacy in "The Glass Castle" in order for it to be a successful film.
Just recently, I finished the 2005 memoir of the life of writer and journalist Jeannette Walls. The memoir, entitled The Glass Castle, serves as a bildungsroman, which traces Walls' life from her "dysfunctional, yet vibrant" childhood to her successful departure into the business world.
After doing some research, I have discovered that the story is rumored to be in the talks of adapting onto the big screen later this year. Thus, movie-lovers, as well as those who appreciate the book, have already begun to think of the ultimate "dream cast" to fill the roles of Jeannette, Rex, and Rose Mary Walls, who lead The Glass Castle through all its bizarre misery.
Several news articles have already reported that Jennifer Lawrence, who is currently in the midst of "Hunger Games" and "X-Men" success, has committed to producing and possibly starring in the film. Reports have claimed she will play the older version of Jeannette Walls. Ironically, before these articles were released, my number one pick to play the older Jeannette was Lawrence herself. I find Lawrence to not only have an unbelievably accelerated acting capacity, but also a knack for embodying the spirit of her character.
Even more so, Jennifer Lawrence is definitely the sort of image that comes to mind when I try to envision Jeannette's character. Her physical appearance has a certain aura that captures Walls' ruggedness, while demanding an emotional integrity that Walls carries with her throughout the novel. This sense of independence and motivational drive correlates to Lawrence's own desire to fight for roles and work her way up into the film industry.
Parallel to Lawrence's career, her breakthrough performance in the movie "Winter's Bone," a novel which was recently adapted in 2010 into an independent feature film, shares great similarities to Jeannette in "The Glass Castle." I find Walls' character in comparison with Lawrence's portrayal of Ree Dolly to be both moving and successful journeys that end in triumph, yet still have dark edges that are difficult to grasp. Both films center around a rural, country girl who comes to realize her family's misfortune and are desperate to do anything in order to survive.
Jeannette's mother, Rose Mary Walls, has been rumored to be played by Emmy award-winner Claire Danes. Claire Danes has appeared in the television drama "Homeland" and HBO movie "Temple Grandin." In my opinion, I believe that Danes is an excellent actress with a wide range of versatility; however, my first choice would be Academy Award-winner Frances McDormand.
Frances McDormand has proved herself multiple times that she is by far capable of carrying roles that have characters with dark, complex minds. Her skills include, but are certainly not limited to, the realm of character acting. Her roles in "Fargo" and "Almost Famous" involve the theme of motherhood as well, which is crucial to the part of Rose Mary Walls. Additionally, she played Glory Dodge in the 2005 film "North Country." Her character portrays the essence of a country woman, which duly highlights the center of Rose Mary Walls.
Finally, for Rex Walls, rumors have been circulating that he will be played by Academy Award-nominee Mark Ruffalo. Ruffalo has been mainly appearing in superhero movies, such as "The Avengers;" however, his premiere acting abilities were demonstrated in the 2010 film, "The Kids Are All Right." I believe that Ruffalo does have the capacity to pull off a role as important as Rex Walls in "The Glass Castle."
My first choice to play the part would most likely be Bruce Dern. Dern has most recently proved himself to be a great fit for the role while starring in the recent independent motion picture "Nebraska." However, Rex is not present in the novel as much as Jeannette or Rose Mary, so I have not placed as much thought into the ideal fit for this role, as age is duly an important factor in casting decisions. Perhaps an older actor might have been a wiser selection for the role, although I think it is a great opportunity for someone of Ruffalo's stature and place in his career to take on Rex.
Amidst the casting decisions in Hollywood, anything may happen in response to the finished product of "The Glass Castle." What I do know, however, is that whoever fills these roles must have the determination and dedication to capture the lunacy in "The Glass Castle" in order for it to be a successful film.
College Choice
It's coming down to that point where I need to make my decision any day now. It doesn't even feel real. I keep going back and fourth on where I should go. I feel like every other day I'm certain of the opposite choice. Both directions seem like they would be a good fit, which makes it even harder to decide.
I really want to go to Plymouth State. I'm just scared to make the wrong decision. Everyone I talk to about school says to definitely go away, but I'm scared to leave some parts of my life behind, like my big cozy bed and bubble bath and peacefulness. But I also love to go out, and love the wilderness, so Plymouth seems like a good fit for me. The other option I was looking at going to a community college and living at home. It sounds like no fun, but it would be faster and there wouldn't be any distractions. I would get to keep my car, my bed, and my job.
I have until may 1st to make the first deposit. I know in the end I'll make the right choice, but right now it still seems like a huge blur.
I really want to go to Plymouth State. I'm just scared to make the wrong decision. Everyone I talk to about school says to definitely go away, but I'm scared to leave some parts of my life behind, like my big cozy bed and bubble bath and peacefulness. But I also love to go out, and love the wilderness, so Plymouth seems like a good fit for me. The other option I was looking at going to a community college and living at home. It sounds like no fun, but it would be faster and there wouldn't be any distractions. I would get to keep my car, my bed, and my job.
I have until may 1st to make the first deposit. I know in the end I'll make the right choice, but right now it still seems like a huge blur.
Difference between training and over doing it
What determines how hard someone should train? Results? Coaches? Parents? Level of Play? Recently I committed to Molloy College where I will be playing division 2 baseball for the next four years. Since I was in my Junior year of high school I have been training for college baseball. When I found out where I was going, a spark was ignited inside me. Since then I have made huge strides in weight gain, muscle mass, and endurance. The problem however, am I over doing it. Last week was a slow week for me due to the schedule that I had at school. I tracked the number of hours I spent at baseball, in the gym, and during endurance training, the results I received we're astonishing. I spent 40 hours outside of school working on improving myself for baseball and overall physical well-being. That means that I am spending an average person's work week, bettering myself as a player. So I began to ask myself if I was pushing it to hard, if maybe I needed a break. High school athletes going to college to play their sport are expected to exert all excess energy outside of school to their sport, but my question is, where is the line drawn and when should an athlete not only want to stop, but be forced to stop for their own well being? The peak physical shape for a male human is 28 years old and at that age it is crucial to better yourself physically because most likely, the body type that you have at around that age is the one that you'll have for the majority of your life. An 18 year old however, a SENIOR in high school, is TEN YEARS away from that peak point, most however push themselves harder and see maybe half of the results. Should we limit our children's energy exertion or should they manage it themselves? Where is the line drawn.
Formula Drift Season
It's now spring time and its the start of all the outdoors sports seasons. It's my favorite season because i'm all hyped up to finally be outdoors 24/7. One of my most anticipated sports is competition drifting. It is one of the most adrenaline filling sports and is filled with beautiful cars and women. How can you argue with that? It's a competition that starts out with any driver that is qualified to race in this pro series and as many drivers that want to be in the hot seat. The season is divided into rounds and the winner is determined by a bracket system. One of my all time favorite drifters is Ryan Turek because he is an avid drifter and is so nice to his fans by releasing videos and free SWAG! I plan to eventually participate in this adrenaline junkie job and either drive the cars or fix the cars. Spring is my favorite season because thats when i get to let out my inner adrenaline junkie out and go hill bombing on my long board, do some drag racing, go mudding, and go fishing. Spring and summer are the main event for me.
Senior year ending-
As the school year is coming to a close, it seems that most of my teachers just don't care. In my math class, instead of less homework being assigned, she decided that it would be best for the class that, which is mostly made up of seniors, to begin collecting the homework and have it graded. Not only that, she made sure that new system will be in place till the last couple days of my pre-calc class.
Now for my AP European teacher, I do not feel that it is his fault for giving out so much work at the end of the year. But instead it is my fault. For some reason, I felt that it would make sense, college level or not, that a class would respect the idea that as the year comes to an end the work load would become lighter. Well, sadly enough, it was a disturbing realization when the teacher told the class that from the beginning of April till May 14th, because that is when we take the AP exam, the class work load will be at its peak. But luckily, for those that are takign the AP exam on the 14th, that will essentially conclude our class. Even the teacher said that we will most likely just be watching movies and doing fun activities up until the end of the school year.
I understand the concept that no matter what date it is, we still have to learn in class. Although myself and I am sure many other students would greatly appreciate it if the teachers of this school would help lower the amount of work that is be assigned at the end of the year. Due to it getting much warmer outside, no one wants to be inside a class room. A classroom that has no air-conditioning and that is simply uncomfortable. But of course, these are just my thoughts, and here at BHS, unless you are part the part of the student council, and even then it matters very little, your voice is simply not heard. All I can do is hope that the rest of the year simply goes by fast.
I understand the concept that no matter what date it is, we still have to learn in class. Although myself and I am sure many other students would greatly appreciate it if the teachers of this school would help lower the amount of work that is be assigned at the end of the year. Due to it getting much warmer outside, no one wants to be inside a class room. A classroom that has no air-conditioning and that is simply uncomfortable. But of course, these are just my thoughts, and here at BHS, unless you are part the part of the student council, and even then it matters very little, your voice is simply not heard. All I can do is hope that the rest of the year simply goes by fast.
Lacrosse Season is in Full Swing
Lacrosse season has just started and it is one of my favorite times of the year, besides hockey season of course. Being outside in the beautiful, yet always changing, New England weather puts me in the best mood. I day dream of being on the field while I am in class, running down the field with the ball in my stick, dodging defenders and making my way towards the goal.
The feeling of being part of a team is incredible and knowing that someone has your back if things get bad is a great feeling. Lacrosse brings people together that normally would never talk. I know for a fact that I would never talk to half of the kids on the team but for some reason during the lacrosse season I can have long in depth conversations with them.
The Bedford High School lacrosse team is going for a national record this year of 47 wins in a row. This would not only bring national spotlight to the high school but bring the utmost pride to all that have played for or currently play for the team. Along with that brings the idea of a third straight title as well. Playing for the hockey team I had the pleasure of winning a state championship with them which was the third straight state title.
The feeling of accomplishment that you get from this is addicting and I have been craving it ever since that game. Now I have a chance to feed my cravings with the lacrosse team this year and I have a great deal of confidence in the fact that we will win again this year.
Our coach is probably one of the bet coaches in the state and our talent is only matched by the like of Bishop Guertin, who recruits all of their players. With one game in the book, a 14 to 4 win over Merrimack High School, I know that this year will be no different then the others, we will dominate. We also recently beat a top tier division 1 team 8 to 5, even though we dominated the entire game, bringing up the topic of Bedford going all the way agin this year. I look forward to see what this season brings and know that we will do the same thing that we have done the past few years. Go undefeated and win another state championship.
The feeling of being part of a team is incredible and knowing that someone has your back if things get bad is a great feeling. Lacrosse brings people together that normally would never talk. I know for a fact that I would never talk to half of the kids on the team but for some reason during the lacrosse season I can have long in depth conversations with them.
The Bedford High School lacrosse team is going for a national record this year of 47 wins in a row. This would not only bring national spotlight to the high school but bring the utmost pride to all that have played for or currently play for the team. Along with that brings the idea of a third straight title as well. Playing for the hockey team I had the pleasure of winning a state championship with them which was the third straight state title.
The feeling of accomplishment that you get from this is addicting and I have been craving it ever since that game. Now I have a chance to feed my cravings with the lacrosse team this year and I have a great deal of confidence in the fact that we will win again this year.
Our coach is probably one of the bet coaches in the state and our talent is only matched by the like of Bishop Guertin, who recruits all of their players. With one game in the book, a 14 to 4 win over Merrimack High School, I know that this year will be no different then the others, we will dominate. We also recently beat a top tier division 1 team 8 to 5, even though we dominated the entire game, bringing up the topic of Bedford going all the way agin this year. I look forward to see what this season brings and know that we will do the same thing that we have done the past few years. Go undefeated and win another state championship.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Forced vacations
Have you ever been so deep in important work that any vacation you had planned to take before the work is due doesn't feel worth it (by a long shot)? That's kind of where I'm at right now in life. I have to decide between two great colleges, finish and practice my presentations for my senior project AOK (Application of Knowledge), and catch up with french class (curse you subjunctive!) all before I go on 10 days worth of vacation. That leaves me with only 14 days before the vacation wave hits. This is going to suck.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate a vacation every now and again and I love them when it's in a location that's actually desirable. However, I certainly don't like vacations when I could be spending that time getting done the things that need to be done, especially when those things that need to get done ensure my graduating on time. If I could put off the april school vacation to Costa Rica with my family in order to finish and practice for my three motivational speaking presentations, that would be great.
However, as I'm sure you all know, that's not how life works sometimes. On the 23rd (a Wednesday) I will leave for the Kripalu retreat for my (forced and graded) yoga intersession, and then right when I get home on the 25th I will be shuttled to Costa Rica on a 11 hour flight for a whole week. I shall then return to good old BHS sunburnt and dazed and hardly prepared for my senior project Application of Knowledge.
I'm not sure where to go from here, but I think a possible solution might be just moving my AOK to the following week. My presentation dates aren't completely set in stone and I can simply change wherever I have written in that my presentations will be during the first full week of May to the second full week. I think that might be my best option at this stage of the game, especially since I really want to be as prepared as possible for my presentations and I also want to enjoy my stupid vacations.
Welp, heres hoping all goes well.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate a vacation every now and again and I love them when it's in a location that's actually desirable. However, I certainly don't like vacations when I could be spending that time getting done the things that need to be done, especially when those things that need to get done ensure my graduating on time. If I could put off the april school vacation to Costa Rica with my family in order to finish and practice for my three motivational speaking presentations, that would be great.
However, as I'm sure you all know, that's not how life works sometimes. On the 23rd (a Wednesday) I will leave for the Kripalu retreat for my (forced and graded) yoga intersession, and then right when I get home on the 25th I will be shuttled to Costa Rica on a 11 hour flight for a whole week. I shall then return to good old BHS sunburnt and dazed and hardly prepared for my senior project Application of Knowledge.
I'm not sure where to go from here, but I think a possible solution might be just moving my AOK to the following week. My presentation dates aren't completely set in stone and I can simply change wherever I have written in that my presentations will be during the first full week of May to the second full week. I think that might be my best option at this stage of the game, especially since I really want to be as prepared as possible for my presentations and I also want to enjoy my stupid vacations.
Welp, heres hoping all goes well.
Intercession 2014 Boston
For my Intercession this year, I will be attending the Boston intercession trips. Next, this will include going whale watching in the Boston Harbor, Boston Museum and lastly the Boston Aquarium. I am really excited for intercession, more specifically the whale watching event.
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