My name is Angie. I live for the moments in life I can't describe with words. I still try anyways. Writing is my passion, and my life revolves around swimming. I live with happiness and love, and treat people only the way I want to be treated. This blog is my diary, an open journal of my secrets. Words heal me, and I only hope mine can do that for you one day.
3 months ago on February 21, 2012 at 10:13pm
Today was one of those rare days at practice where it was so challenging, and I pushed myself so hard, that I was on the verge of throwing up and crying. I usually always push myself well and make it through okay, but today my arms, legs and whole body and mind where so beyond tired, sore, and ached that every little movement hurt. Especially doing fly for a long set.
I need rest.
