Swimsies.

So here's the deal. I won a scholarship to be on a Master's Swim Team. It was almost a month ago that I was awarded the scholarship. How many times have I gone to practice? None. Zero. Zilch. It's because I am nervous about it. I don't know why. There's really no reason at all for me to feel this way. I have tried to go. I chicken out. I've even gone so far as to pack my bag for the morning with all of my clothes and swim gear, literally leaving the only thing to do is get up and go. I've skipped it. I am the queen of excuses. I am the queen of something. Practice is every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and Saturday morning at 5am. Tomorrow is Wednesday. Tomorrow I suck it up and go.