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Sunday, July 13, 2014. I made this joke poster last night because when I looked through the 90+ pictures that I took from the CDBA Sprints Race, this one just screamed anime opening to me, with everyone staring off to the sky with their matching jerseys and all. Why are we not a TV show yet? Mada mada dane.

Anyway, last weekend was our first dragon boat race for the summer. The sprint races are only 250 meters, covering half the distance from the traditional 500 meters, but at twice the speed and intensity. Fun fact: in high school, I was a sprinter for track & field because I figured if I was gonna exert physical effort, I wanted to get that shit over with as quickly as possible. So obviously my preferences are the same for dragon boat too, haha.

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On Saturday, we had a short water practice before packing into our cars and heading for our respective housing locations. I was grouped with the San Francisco housing, and their chilly weather was definitely welcomed in the summer. We spent the night playing Super Smash Bros and Dance Central, as well as getting pho for dinner.

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Here are selfies with my car/housing group, plus one with us lying in bed together. I’m trying to make this a tradition for every house I’m in for these races (since it got started at May Race). Just trying to accommodate for space by being nice and cozy together ^_~.

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On Sunday morning we woke up at 5:00 AM to drive to Alameda Point, our race site. Got the tent set up and the whiteboard with everyone’s lineup for the upcoming heats. I don’t know what’s cooler, that I got to sit in the front half of the boat or that my face is a magnet.

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We got new jerseys too which is pretty bomb. I dig the bright color and design, apparently enough to drop $20 for it, as well as over $60 for the race fee, gas money, food, etc. If I didn’t have a job, I’d be a broke bitch by now. Good thing I’m ballin’.

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Here is the team heading off for our first heat! We got second place, but because one of the other boats collided against another one, we had to race again and got third place. That was lame.

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Dat current doe. The weather was super windy so it was difficult getting alignment. I think in the second heat and men’s race we had to wait for half an hour for the boats to all be in line with each other without getting moved by the wind.

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I got to take pictures of our boat loading up at the dock since I wasn’t racing in most of the heats. Actually, I only ended up racing in the semifinals. There was a mix-up and I couldn’t race in the other heat. It was confusing because I was chilling in the tent (after the coach told me I wasn’t racing) when the treasurer ran up to me yelling “Cindy! We’re racing!” and I was like “Cool, where are we gonna watch?” and he was like “No, YOU’RE racing!” I was like WUT but by the time I ran over to the docks, it was too late and they used my sub instead. -___- I was disappointed to only race in one heat but I guess mix-ups can’t be helped. And at least I got pretty pictures.

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I knew I wasn’t gonna get to race anymore so I just decided to sleep in the tent. A teammate’s dog curled up next to me and kept licking my face hehehe.

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The nap made me even more tired after waking up but then we played a game before the final race, which called for a lot of screaming, pointing, and wild arm gestures. This game brought me back to life. And I won in the last round!!

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After all the races were over, we took a group picture, then packed our bags and went home. My car group visited a Korean restaurant for dinner where I ate SUPER DELICIOUS noodles. Wish I could eat there again.

A lot of people asked me if I had fun at Sprints, but I don’t know what to say since I only got to race one heat, which passed by way too fast. Truthfully, I have been feeling emotionally crappy lately, so having a lot of downtime to myself made me feel even more blah. Despite that, I did enjoy the road trip and housing with my team, because I always enjoy getting together and socializing with everyone. We’re going to race again in two weeks in Long Beach, so I’m looking forward to that too. I’m glad that being on this team lets me explore outside of Davis and go on all these fun trips. It makes my slow summer more exciting, and I’m thankful for that.

Posted: July 16, 2014

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Friday, July 4, 2014. Remember how in my last blog post I said that I was gonna YOLO until I crash and burn? Well, that happened. Last weekend was probably the most exhausting time of my life ever. It all started on Thursday night when my friend was like “hey wanna go hiking with my family and wake up at 6 AM tomorrow” and I was like “yo let’s roll”. If that’s not spontaneity then I don’t know what is.

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My friend and her Russian family basically adopted me and two other acquaintances for the day as they took us on a 2-hour car ride to Markleeville, California for a hiking trip at Burnside Lake. The trail is 10.6 miles in total which is basically DEATH for amateurs like us - I don’t think any of us knew exactly how long this shiz would turn out to be but we made it through like troopers lololol.

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The trail begins in the Grover Hot Springs State Park. I’ve never actually touched a hot spring before and indeed that shit was hot. We could barely tap the water with our palms. There was a pool nearby and I imagine the water was very warm and relaxing though!

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Fun fact: I took over 500 photos on this day. It’s amazing how I whittled the pictures down to 22 for this blog post. I lagged behind a few times to take pictures of the scenery. My friend’s brother was like “What are you doing?” and my friend kept saying matter-of-factly, “She has a blog.” I love how that’s a valid excuse for me to do anything. #doitfortheblog

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Usually my friend and I work out at the gym on weekdays, but with this new change of scenery we had to make do with different resources. Since there were no plates available, we used the trees for shoulder presses, deadlifts, and squats instead. NEVER STOP FOR THE GAINZ.

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It took us 4.5 hours to finish the trail (and another 3.5 hours to go back, totaling to 8 grueling hours). Considering how it was hot as FUCK, I wasn’t having any of it. There were a couple of times where people in my group would stop and admire the scenery, and I’d just be like “Ah yes, look at what I could have searched on Google Images.” At one point I was like FUCK IT ALL I WANNA GET TO THE END OF THIS THING and started running up the mountain, jumping over the rocks in the zig-zag trail like an obstacle course, like this was some Hunger Games bullshit. Seemed like a good idea to speed things up at the time, but I just made myself more tired in the end.

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So why did we hike for so long when we could have turned back any time? Because apparently at the end of the trail, there is supposed to be a beautiful glistening lake that would reward us for our efforts (is it worth it tho, lez be real bout dis lol). But the hike was so long that some of us started to think maybe there was no lake. Maybe the lake was just a hallucination dreamed by some overly dehydrated hiker on the brink of hysteria. I kept thinking, this shit can’t be real, it’s only a fake ass legend. But we did it. WE FOUND THE LAKE.

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YAAAAS GLORIOUS WATER! We jumped in the lake and froze to death, but at least the cold water helped us cool down for the hike back down. Oh God, I became so tan from this hike that white people are gonna start thinking I’m a refugee. Going down the mountains was actually pretty scary because, being the adventurous coward I am, I suddenly became deathly afraid of slipping down the steep ground and falling OFF the mountain. I was like, alright, I guess this is when I die. But my friend’s sister was super nice and held my hand whenever it got too steep, reassuring me that I wouldn’t fall (I did a few times, but at least not to my death). I told her that if she were a guy right now, holding my hand like this, I’d have a crush on her. Is that weird? I guess that’s weird.

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The hike back was so long and gruesome that my entire legs were aching by the time we returned to the car (and even when we went to sleep later that night oh god). Lemme tell you tho, after 8 hours of constant walking and climbing, it is NICE to sit my ass on a cushion. We drove to In-N-Out so that we could make it just in time to see the 4th of July fireworks while chowing down on fast food. If that’s not AMURRICA, I don’t know what is.

Fun fact: I peed 3 times during the hike. My friend is wonderful for bringing wet wipes so that things wouldn’t get messy. Some people don’t think that girls can aim when they pee, but I’m like yo, it’s all about the strength in your piss. If you act all timid about it, then pee’s only gonna trickle down your leg. But if you put some work in it, it will shoot out like a laser right where you want it. Go hard or go home, pew pew pew! So anyway, the main point I wanted to bring home from this overly detailed paragraph is that on this day I was true to my blog name and peed into the wind.

After a tiring and long day with way too much sun, I pretty much died for the rest of the weekend. I had to wake up the next morning to go to dragon boat practice, which was an entire day of paddling and even more sun. Then the next morning, I spent 2 hours lifting weights at the gym because my teammate wanted a one-on-one session with me so that he could improve my techniques. I appreciate how he was such a nice and helpful guy considering how I didn’t even ask for a private session, but… GOD I FEEL LIKE DEATH. 8 hours of hiking + 4 hours of paddling + 2 hours of lifting in consecutive days was total overkill.

The good thing is, when I think about how I spent the 4th of July weekend last year, it’s amazing how much my life has changed now. I’m doing so much outdoorsy shit and it’s kinda cool and torturous at the same time. I’m not even interested in getting fit, but you know, I think I’m at a good place in my life right now, and I need to recognize that more often whenever I’m feeling depressed and thinking I’m not “doing enough”.

I definitely need to take care of myself more so I don’t crash and burn again. I’m always reckless with my body in terms of sleeping and eating habits, which impacts me a lot when I throw myself in all these rigorous physical activities. So I’m gonna use this week to rest up for a bit (only one day of weight lifting this week) before the next weekend rolls along… cuz I’m competing in a dragon boat race this Sunday!! YEAH LET’S TORTURE MYSELF SOME MORE!

Posted: July 09, 2014

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Sunday, June 29, 2014. Last Sunday I went whitewater rafting for the first time! It was a super fun experience and I’m so glad I got the opportunity to come along. I was very sleep deprived and physically exhausted from dragon boat practice during the weekend, but the experience was completely worth it, even though I’m so tan I’m practically Filipino now.

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My group woke up at 8:00 AM to drive to Camp Lotus, where we would go rafting down the American River, which is a 12-mile span that ends at Folsom Lake. I can’t believe we even traveled for that long. I can barely run 2 miles without being tired as fuck. The guides tightened our life jackets so much that we could barely breathe - my friend had to secretly loosen up my PFD for me heh heh I like to tread dangerous waters (except not really because I don’t know how to swim).

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Here are some scenery shots that I took while I was on the boat! The guides advised us not to bring our phones, but my friend had a water-proof case so I was appointed as the photographer anyway. We didn’t need to pay for our photos afterward, because I took over 200 of them on my own muwahahaha! You can’t expect me to do something cool and NOT take pictures and blog about it.

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Here is my awesome group! The first half of the trip was a brief introduction about proper paddling technique and basic commands, which were super easy. The guide was surprised at our paddling and complimented our technique, which made us snicker because we were already used to paddling for the dragon boat team. And yes at one point I yelled the Power 10 drills for rafting trolololol.

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I took a lot of selfies while I was on the raft too (duh). But my friends were also nice enough to take pictures of me on my own. ^_^

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The kayakers were really cool. I want to try whitewater kayaking sometime too! And check out these gnarly waves bro. I sneaked these pictures and managed to hide the camera many times right before the water crashed into us like a goddamn pro.

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My friends jumped into the river a few times and pulling them out always looks awkward. So obviously since I’m the photographer I must take all these scandalous pics. Unfortunately, my friend requested me to delete the best one, where the guide is pulling her out and it looks like she’s giving him a blow job LOL IT WAS SO HILARIOUS.

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I gotta admit, I’m pretty jealous of my friends who got to swim in the river! I couldn’t jump in because I was on my period. They looked like a bunch of sea otters having so much fun!

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Here’s me being left by my boring self. :( BUT before the end of our trip, I decided “FUCK IT ALL” and jumped into the river anyway!! However, the YOLO attitude quickly transitioned into OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT as I realized I was deathly afraid of swimming (yes, even with a life jacket). Even though I was totally safe and floating, I was still freaking out and holding onto my friend’s hand for dear life LOL. The paradox of being an adventurous coward.

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One last selfie for the bus ride back to camp! And yes, my underwear was a diaper the whole time. I’m pretty much attractive 24/7.

After the rafting trip, we drove to Sacramento to get dinner at a Thai restaurant. I ordered super spicy drunken noodles that burned my stomach and taste buds. I noticed for the rest of the night that I was getting extremely tired. I think it was the combination of sleep deprivation (I’ve been sleeping between 4 AM to 7 AM for the past week), physical exhaustion (I paddled in water for 2 whole days in a row), temperature whiplash between hot weather and cold water, extremely spicy food, and my period… I honestly felt like my whole body was failing on me as the day went on.

Believe it or not, I’m still going to sleep at 5 AM even though I’m so damn tired. I swear, I’m gonna YOLO until I crash and burn.

P.S. If anyone from UC Davis is interested in whitewater rafting, the university offers links for classes here! My friends and I purchased the South Fork American Rafting trip. I highly recommend everyone to try it out, and I hope this blog post shows that these trips are super fun.

Posted: July 02, 2014
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