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As the seventh day of our training trip draws to a close, we find ourselves rapidly approaching our return to Amherst. With the second cycle of of our three-cycle training program complete, the team has maintained the same consistency in our workout intensity. This morning, during our only practice of the day, we completed a long warm-up and played a game much like the the Three Kings Game. This particular game also revolved entirely upon chance so naturally we didn't allow Brian Schmidt within a 10 foot radius of the various factors that decided what our set would be. In addition to rolling dice to determine how much we swam, we also had to pick a number from a stopwatch and select a card from a deck of cards. Despite it being the end of another intense cycle, we once again grinded it out in anticipation of our afternoon off.
After practice the entire team packed up and drove out to the picturesque Luqillo Beach. I think it's safe to say that this place makes me never want to go back to Cape Cod or any beach for that matter ever again (even you, Jersey Shore). We have no sympathy for Tom Hanks in Castaway because yes, he was stuck on a similar type of island by himself but he atleast had a volleyball to play with. We were stuck throwing a coconut around like a football for a half hour. Actually, we threw it around for about 2 hours and it was probably the most fun we had all day. But I digress, besides playing catch we participated in normal, mature activity; throwing sand at eachother, a no-holds-barred battle royal in the water (complete with drop-kicks and powerbombs galore), and of course, splashing the girls team and running away giddily. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, we are the future leaders of America. Embrace it.
After the obligatory taking (and inevitable ruining) of pictures we finally headed back to San Juan where most of us had a quick dinner and got back just in time to watch the NFL playoff games. Spending all that time in the sun today naturally takes a lot out of us so it looks like another quiet night of recovery to prepare for the next and final training cycle before we head back to Amherst.
That is all.
-"We ice bro's, not shoulders." -Eric Zeimetz
-There is never an inappropriate time for Men at Work
-It's much harder for swimmers to enjoy themselves at the beach than normal people (a lot of awkward and confused standing around is usually involved).
By Trevor Ziegler
Hola muchachos y muchachas. This is the B of the B&O blogging from sunny (ish) San Juan. Thursday night was unusually quiet around the team hotel. From what I saw, the majority of the team made good use of the hotel's hot tubs, beds, and tv's in order to rest up for Thursday morning practice. After finishing this morning's practice, I'm sure none of us regret being lazy for one night. Today looks like the first actual beach day of the trip and we plan on taking full advantage of it (after a quick nap, of course). Two more practices left until our next single-practice day and the team is making plans to visit one of the nicer beaches around the island.
As the trip progresses it seems as though the sanity level of our team is rapidly decreasing. Though it may cause concern to outsiders, this is a normal trend around this time of year. It's the most identifiable on the pool deck where we could easily be mistaken for a team of four year olds jacked up on endless cans of Mountain Dew. I, for one, have come to terms with my temporary immaturity and have recently learned to embrace my gift (curse?).
Throughout the trip, Russ has been giving cryptic hints and ambiguous answers when we ask him about what the next practice will be and today was no different. Therefore, I am off to take a nap in order to maintain at least some level of sanity before tonight's inevitable grind.
-The George Foreman Grill is the greatest thing to happen to the Earth since oxygen.
-Bagged cereal tastes better.
-The maximum number of laptops in one room during a training trip should be 1 (not four, freshmen).
-All reggaeton sounds exactly the same (seriously).
Live long and prosper, UMass Aquatics.
By Trevor Ziegler