I love the sensation of pushing my body to the limit: the point where my mind stops its whispered complaints and my lungs gasp automatically for air they're not sure what to do with, my stomach convulsing in rebellion. Such a feeling of accomplishment and victory that comes with simply not quitting. My morning workout was good, rugby conditioning even better, and now as I munch the fuel for my evening workout - everything hurts but feels really, really good.

I am 90% sure I'm going to switch my major from English to Athletic Training. Shocking, I know. Basically, my dad mentioned something about it and I gave it about 2 seconds thought before dismissing it as crazy talk because of all the sciences involved (not strong points for me). But a couple days later it hit me as kind of silly not to pursue it what with my great level of interest in the subject and passion for the area of fitness. I love to write, and always will but have realized that I am really not seriously interested in writing as a career. Plus, the training and knowledge could come in very handy if I enter the field of EMS/firefighting - and I can't deny the security that comes with a degree in a growing field as opposed to english which is very open-ended and affords few secure positions.