Thursday, April 28, 2011
Sorry.
I can't keep doing this. I enjoy keeping track of my workouts, but I don't want to put them up on here any more. We can be friends or not. I think we both pick not. I don't like being an information outlet either. You don't need to see what I am doing to get ideas for yourself. And you don't care to how I perform. So, I think this is a waste of internet space. It was good while you offered me advice, but not any more. I am over it.
I can't write a post without a snippet of my life, and I don't think I want you to have that information any more.
I hope this doesn't offend. My mind just needs you out of it.
To anyone else who has been following--feel free to email me. Maybe I'll start a new blog this summer, and I will give you the link to it.
sdsimile@g.coastal.edu
♥ Sam
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Last practice before Conferences!
Oops
Sunday, April 10, 2011
Friday, April 8, 2011
Florida State Pre Meet
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
More hurdles
Good morning moon.
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
We are the music makers
We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,
And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers,
On whom the pale moon gleams:
Yet we are the movers and shakers
Of the world for ever, it seems
With wonderful deathless ditties
We build up the world’s great cities.
And out of a fabulous story
We fashion art empire’s glory:
One man with a dream, at pleasure,
Shall go forth and conquer a crown;
And three with a new song’s measure
Can trample in empire down.
We, in the ages lying
In the buried past of the earth.
Built Nineveh with our sighing,
And Babel itself with our mirth;
And o’erthrew them with prophesying
To the old of the new world’s worth;
For each age is a dream that is dying,
Or one that is coming to birth.
