Jan. 4, 2013
I’ll never complain about training trip’s timing. Right when I think I’ll die if I spend another holiday with my family, and right when I need a dose of palm trees and saltwater to break the late-December monotony, there it is; Siena swim/dive’s annual escape to the sunshine state.
We all arrived yesterday at different times, and were welcomed by Florida’s oppressive humidity. We spent a little time at Tampa-native Emily’s house while we waited for everyone’s flights to get in. Mrs. Carideo had so thoughtfully picked us up a huge platter of Chic-Fil-A nuggets (A staple of Southern cuisine, and a welcomed sight for me).