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The End…

The last dual meet of the season…we have prelims and finals next week and then we are done. It’s weird, but I’m happy for it to be done; this year was harder then last year. Some of the swimmers were rude, and thought the team should revolve around them. But I will miss the swimmers that made everyday of coaching great and exciting. Two of them always kept me on my toes, I didn’t know what to expect.

Some of the swimmers I will miss.

But riding home on the bus, I am relieved and sad. Mixed feelings are always a good time to write. 

Maybe I will continue to coach through the summer…we shall see. One meet to go…

“Last week Meet” -4/22/17

It begins…

Today is our first swim meet of the season and I am not as nervous as I am every year. That might change as I step onto the bus that will take us to showdown.

I am an unusual coach. I like to be the best, but I also like for you to have fun!

My swimmers swam their hearts out yesterday…and it was only Monday practice. If you don’t talk swim I apologize, but they did 4300 yards yesterday; and 3100 yards was the main set. They died…and I couldn’t be more proud. The unusual part of me is I want them to forget that they are dead and die all over again.

Swimming is about moments. Depending on the athlete… but you only have 24 sec, within your moment, to define your effort. Your pain, your suffering must accumulate into something grand so that you know you are doing something right. I think that some of them understand my methods, but that doesn’t stop them from trying to get me to change my plans for them.

Like yesterday, I had a plan for practice. Yes, they would have hated it, but it would have made them stronger. Yes, they would be exhausted today, but it would make that 50 Freestyle seems easy peasy!! Instead I changed my set. Again sorry if you don’t understand…

This what they would had did…

1x(20x25s@25 FR/ 50ez/ 20x50s@40FR/ 50ez/ 10x100s@1:20 FR)

1min rest+50ez

1x(10x50s@45 FR/ 50ez/ 20x25s@25 FR/50ez/ 5x100s@1:15 FR)

50ez

DONE. 4150 yards (main set only (does not include warm-up and cool down)

Instead they did…

3250 yards…

What would that extra 850 yards do…? Someone swimming the 500 FR today would say before the race…I just died doing 4100 yards all out yesterday…this is easy peasy…moments like these can make small improvements. The person,they will race would be terrified. (Because most high schools are not as crazy competitive as me…) So that kid would be thinking before his/ her race…”they are more experienced than me…” or “They are gonna kick my butt!”

(In a world where %= 150%) For swimming, it is 100% physical. This sport uses every muscle equally and drains all your energy. If you swim correctly…

It is 30% mental, I can only do so much as a coach. The biggest thing for a swimmer is decide if you want it more than anyone; YOU swim for YOU, not parents, not school,not your coach, not for friends…You!

Lastly, it is 20% intimidation…Yes, intimidation…You need to portray yourself as the best. You need to stand behind the blocks puffing your chest out. You need to, without being a stinker about it, get into your competitors minds and make them believe you will win the match…

Though it is true, you will not always win 1st place…but swimming is truly about you and a clock. That clock wants you to not try, wants you to give up, wants you to say “I can’t”…If you do, your competitive clock wins. The time runs on, your efforts are wasted.

Stop the clock, make it stop for you! You are in control of what happens. As a coach I wish I could stop the clock sooner. I wish I could make each of them the best they can be…

I guess this meet is different because some of them have done everything I have told them. They have all the knowledge I can give them. I can say focus on this, or focus on that…but I can’t stop their stopwatch.

My three things as a coach…I believe its still the same as last year…

  • Respect. Yourself, Me, parents, swimmers, officials, etc.
  • Try. In practice, at meets, in school, at home, with friends, with people…etc. If you don’t try then what’s the point to begin with.
  • Do! Show me what you’ve got. Lay it all out for me and everyone to see. Walk up to the block and face the clock. The showdown is up to you.

Take your mark…Beep.

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Communication…

My almost Hubby said something yesterday…

He said that, “Girls talk in squares and guys talk in circles…”

I found that funny but then also true. We had a miscommunication this last weekend, and not only did we had that miscommunication…he went to the desert with friends to blow things up. Before he left however, I drove out to him and had a miniature meltdown… and we talked it out. And he told me our future was already set in his mind…that he was already planning things. But in my mind he hadn’t said anything, and that fickle thing called doubt was creeping into my mind…

Stupid thing, doubt…life would be easier without it…

Anyways, we did talk before he left but when he got back there was an awkward tension between us. I could feel it, and I knew he could too. So of course I said something about, “Do you feel the awkwardness between us…” Obvious is what I am. I am not the most unobservant person in the world…

Anyways, after I blurted it out we sat in the room trying to pin point the awkwardness. He suggested one, I answered. He suggested another I answered. The awkwardness was discovered…He was hurt that I didn’t trust him that he would soon be my Hubby. He said that its his job to keep it secret and make it be the ultimate surprise…

My heart shrank in size, I could understand his sadness, his hurt. I would feel he same if he questioned me, on my love for him. But my greatest flaw is my doubt. Doubt is a fickle fiend that is always making himself present in the happiest of times…

I looked him in the eye and apologized a thousand times (maybe not a thousand but my watering eyes probably showed him my apologies, knowing that he will hurt awhile. But I love him unconditionally, completely, and forevering…(I know is not a word but I like it!)

After the awkwardness was gone he pulled me into the warmest of hugs and says, “We just need to remember that you talk in squares and I in circles…”

“What would happen if you mix squares and circles together?” I smartly asked…

“You would have squrcicles…” He said very relaxed and straight faced. Probably he had thought of it too.

“Then we will have to work on our squrcicles…” I snuggled into him. This is where I like to be, its my favorite place. My head against his chest, listening to his breathing; his arms wrapped around me, mine around him; just laying there in my cocoon of love.

I guess, what I wanted to do with this post is, if you are having trouble communicating remember you either talk in squares or circles…you need to find the balance and work on those squrcicles!

Have a great Monday! πŸ’•

Cheyenne to Nebraska…

All photos by: emily2jane

Because we were only 40min from the border we decided to venture towards Nebraska. 
We stopped at the info building for tourists. Nick wanted a map so we didn’t get lost. The man working there told us of all the hot spots we should checkout while being in the state.

First place was the Oregon wagon trail. It was beautiful up there. That’s where I tried to FaceTime my Mom, but there was no service. 


We walked about 1/4 of a mile and once we reached the gravel we were walking where the travelers had walked. The 2 tall rock formations were what the travelers used to know where they were and where to follow to travel.

My guy not knowing he is posing for the photo…πŸ˜‰

It got nippy once we got in the snow. Of course we decided to leave our jackets in the car…

We went up the road to see the better view…it’s amazing!!

There were man made tunnels in the hillsides


There were man made tunnels in the hillsides!


We’ve had Arby’s in another state!! It was one of the best Arby’s I have been to. 😎

That peak off in a distance is chimney rock. When the wagon trail was real, wagons could circle the top of the formation. Because of weather it has decayed and riddled. Now it’s just a point…


We went closer…😁


Across from the chimney was a cemetery. Families that didn’t make the journey on the trail were buried there. The dates went back into the 1850s.


A couple pretty scenes!! 

It was just a fun day to go on a road trip with Nick! We had a wonderful day 😊 Though in Nebraska there is only one location that has trees…Nick says he needs trees.

We are planning on going to Calvary Chapel Cheyenne. More pictures to come!! 

Love you Mother ❀️😊


Pretty…πŸ’•

-All photos taken by: emily2jane-

Cheyenne.

Cheyenne has been amazing! I had an abrupt but slow morning; my guy left at 7:03am this morning to go for his ride along. He kissed me good bye and I slept until 8:30am. Understand that Wyoming is 1hr ahead. So to me I woke up at 7:30am…

Anyways I needed coffee 😬 and of course I could just drink the stuff provided in our room but I wanted to experience the small cafe shop. Looking at the weather for the day began at 21Β° and by the time I was leaving the hotel it was 26Β°. And it would continue to climb until 2pm.  So I put on 2 layers of pants, a sweater dress, scarf, fingerless gloves, a knitted hat and my inside lining of the snow jacket.

Since my guy is busy, I planned on meandering through town. I got my coffee at the Paramount Cafe. I stopped at a convience store for a book called, ‘Duty and Honor’. And as I wandered down a street, a cop car pulls over and stops next to the sidewalk. I was a bit nervous, wondering what I did wrong. There in the passenger seat sits my love, bright eyed and smiling. I said hi and hello to the fellow officer taking him around. Its nice to see him excited and happy. Please pray for him, his test is Tuesday. God willing he will pass or not pass. But praying always helps.

Some scenery pictures..

This is a house/art studio. The walls and shelves were filled with all types of art!!

This was just a cute home. I love this style of house.


Right outside of the hotel there is an old classic theater. This photo is taken in front of the thrift store( I talk about it later)

As my day continued, I had to wait until 10-11am for the small shops to open. I stopped in a clothing store that looked sweet from the outside, but once inside I discovered this is a new dangerous store. It’s called, ‘Just Dandy”, and everything in there is my style. Thankfully everything is expensive and not in my price range. Except then the lady tells me the clearance section is down stairs. I got a cute, but nice quality shirt for $17. It’s a tank top fringe beaded shirt. 

😳I tried mother…but I did look at prices first before trying on. This store is totally a you store as well…😎 

The lady there told me to check out this other place called, ‘Donna’s Boutique’ its more of a thrift store. It’s really cute and this store is more realistically priced. It reminded me of the old thrift store in Monrovia. Then around the corner was a nit-nack type of store. The lady was really nice and so I bought a coffee mug from her. 

I turned the corner and returned to the hotel. No more exploring for the day. I dropped off my jacket and headed towards the sitting area. I sat and read my book awhile. Then started this post. 

I hope you are enjoying hearing about Cheyenne. If not I’m enjoying writing about it. And this blog is for me and my thoughts!

Again love you mom!! ❀️ I am being good about not buying everything I see 😬

Cheyenne…what to expect…

January 11, 2017 4:00am-1:05pm
At 4:00am this morning I woke to a blaring noise! My alarm. I haven’t set one in so long…because normally I wake when he does. Alas it went off, breaking into my slumber, catapulting me into the cold morning bliss. Amazingly I felt awake. I got up, got dressed, got my phone charger, gathered everything and exited my cozy room. 

5 min later I needed coffee. I am one of those obsessed, irrational coffee drinks. And of course I stood hovering over the pot waiting for it to be done. It took about 8min, but I felt like 30min. Finally it finished!! So paired along with my coffee I had leftover BBQ chicken tenders. 😎

Nick wasn’t totally there…Zzzz he was rocking the standing sleep! He had some coffee but slim pickings of the meat. 

We had everything packed the night before and it all waited prepared and unstressed in the sitting room. 

It seemed too easy getting to the car, traveling to LAX, being processed through security, finally being seated on the plane. I guess my baby is as smooth and well prepared as he says…but I always and will always worry. Just for the backup, backup plan…like plan C…

Flying is like driving with my sister. There was a trip we took and part of the road was very bumpy. And with ever heap she sped up causing my stomach to feel like it was splashing and sloshing in slow motion. Almost like a lava lamp. But other than that it was smooth sailing…or rather flying.

Looking out the window was marvelous! I had never seen those colors in the sky. The range made me want to paint and explore the many shades of blues, purples, and grays.

The bathroom inside the plane was smaller than I expected…

Before experiencing the bathroom, of course,  my baby tells me of how a woman got stuck on the toilet…that totally had me all worried that if I sat funny I was going to be the butt to someone’s joke… But I had nothing to fret. I used it like a normal toilet, however I slightly hovered. Thank you so much to my brother who made me do so many squats! I know sorry…TMI

The landing was smooth and when we entered the Denver airport my stomach started talking; thankfully it was only speaking loud enough for me to hear. The BBQ food was amazing, and our waiter Xavier was great. It’s amazing when you have a great waiter, that they make the food that much better!

Now as we sit at the Denver airport our minds can relax and melt. I think Nick is going to try and get some slight slumber but I hardly expect him to catch any Zzz. The next plane is going to be smaller. Hopefully it’s not too bumpy or I will be wearing my food. 

I am not going to narrate my entire trip. But I feel inspired to write so that’s what I’m doing. 

Love you Mother❀️