I’m at the gym waiting for carol to pick me up. I knew she was going to be a little late but I did not want to swim more than usuall. Actually, I swam 10 minutes less than the normal 50 minutes because I have my second racquetball match of the Neumont tournament tomorrow. It’s against Noah and he always kicks my butt; I want to make sure I’m not tired. I’m sure the fact that this is my second game in a year will not help, but I’ll still do my best.