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summer makes my brain flabby...

Today I learned that my brain tires infinitely faster than my body. Evidently, while my body has become a browned, toned, fit version of its winter self, my intellect has grown weak, easily exhaustable, and adipose. This morning I woke up at 5:30 and spent 3 hours running around 7 peaks helping pull "victims" out of the water, allowing my fellow lifeguards to strap me to a backboard, and *cough cough* kicking absolute butt in the CPR competition, all as a part of the Utah Valley Lifeguard Games. Then, I stayed for another hour riding slides with my guard buddies, drove straight to Utah Lake for some tubing and (attempted) wakeboarding with my family, came home, cleaned the boat, and still had enough energy that I'd planned to go on an 11-mile run.
And then I decided to figure out my fall schedule. For the past hour I've been staring at the computer screen, debating such important questions as , "Will I die if I take nothing but music classes in the Fall? Maybe I should supplement it with French...", "Will I die if I try to take French?" "How are all these classes going to work out with my work schedule?", "Why am I trying to hold a job during school AGAIN? Did I not see how badly that turned out last time?", "What's this fuzzy, numbing feeling in my brain? It makes me feel like...like...zzzzzzzzz......."
Yes, folks, it's true. I've gone soft. Or maybe my mental endurance was just never all that great to begin with. Suffice it to say, I'm bushed. Time to take a nap. And to definitely NOT run 11 miles.

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