When Dance Moves Go Bad

I recently pulled my hamstring. Now this isn’t breaking news, I know, but bear with me.  As a Bryn Mawr athlete you have two options when you become injured 1) Tell Terry the athletic trainer or 2) wallow in pain until it goes away or gets worse. For the untrained eye the decision is simple, option one obviously. Which is true, unless there is a story behind the injury.

After this weekend I decided to take stock of how my list of pulled muscles have happened and trust me these weren’t my shining moments. Freshman year as we crashed the International Dance I decided to show off my moves and drop it like it was hot. Injury: Pulled Groin. Sophomore year during a dorm room dance party I wanted to wave my luscious locks and whip my hair back and forth. Injury: Whiplash. And last but not least this weekend Lil Jon and the Eastside boys told me to touch my toes so I obliged. Injury: Pulled Hamstring. Other stories of unforeseen tales of other athletes include losing a fight to a vending machine for pretzels-injured knee and kicking a girl in the calf resulting in a broken toe.

Trust me I definitely thought about changing my story, but I couldn’t think of anything…literally. So, with each injury I had trudge down to the training room look Terry in the eye and recount my tragic tales. And every time I received some of the many faces of Terry. First there was the “Seriously” face, which is easy to spot as he says “seriously” with a raised eyebrow. Then the “Again” face- the disapproving head shake with closed eyes. And, my personal favorite, the “I-Can’t-Even-Handle-You-Right-Now” face- hand pressed against the forehead and temples, other arm crossed over torso, and a sigh.

So as a public service announcement to those dancing fiends out there, stretch a little before hitting the dance floor.  It could be the one thing standing between you and many embarrassing “oh remember that time when…” moments.

To be continued

Soccer Progress!

This October Break has been full of momentous occasions for the B-E-A-utiful Bryn Mawr Soccer team. Besides enjoying hilarious bonding time we also played against Johns Hopkins today. I have to say I am so proud of these owls! Despite the score we have improved a lot since last year. Let’s finish this season strong and beat the Garnets!

Owl Love!

To be continued…

Owl Pride

       This season for the Bryn Mawr Owls Soccer team has been one for the books. Breaking boundaries seems to be the theme for our team. The team, however, is a different story. Rather than breaking boundaries this year’s team is starting to build upon the teams that have come before us. Evidence of that was present in this week’s games from a Win over McDaniel for the first time in BMC history and to our 0-0 tie in double overtime against Ursinus and Franklin and Marshall .
      Though our roster seems to be sprinkled with injuries, including myself,  and suffering other personal losses ,there is only one thing that matters most when playing soccer and that’s heart. In all the teams I have played with I have never seen such a hunger and fight within a single team. We play, not only for the win, but for each other.
       The conference should be prepared. The Owls are coming.
To be continued…