This month I managed to do quite a bit of kayaking dispite my hectic schedual. I really nailed spinning in both directions and I've begun learning how to blunt. The tricks have been great fun and all but on Friday I reached a real milestone in my kayaking carreer, I rescued my dad. For the past few years every time I swam (which has been many many times) my dad has come racing after me to pull me and my gear out of the water. But this Friday the tables had finally turned! This was also the first time I had ever saved anyone and the first time I've ever seen him fail to roll back up. It was pretty funny. I'm pretty stoked about my first rescue and I'm pretty stoked that it was my dad. (This was a lot more interesting at the time...)
In other news, and as I'm sure everyone with the exception of Kali is probably sick of hearing; I am really really really really excited to go to France! This weekend went by reeaallyy slowly as did today. I am pretty sure that it will be like that for the next two weeks and then suddenly it will be time to go and I won't be prepared and I'll forget important things! Atleast that's what the paranoid voice in my head keeps telling me. I FEEL SO UNPREPARED.
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