Tuesday, August 2, 2011. I simply love these wedges.

With all my talk over the past several weeks about what I question about traditional journalism, I think the time has come for me to define what I think journalism should be, which is appropriate for my last post on this weblog and for this class.

Exploring the science and psychology of elite rowing. Above the national average and also well above what I was used to. I ended my summer job at Princeton University with serious anxiety and attention problems and increasingly bad sleep quality that could only be partially attributed to the twin bed in which I was sleeping.

D-Day challenge completed in 5 hours 23 mins! The first stage went well, successfully overcoming various obstacles, such as an irate cyclist who did not want to dismount while we were being towed over an aqueduct. We faced further abuse when we finished at our boat house, with full on bike rage from another angry cyclist, as he had to slow down while we congratulated each other on a successful row! We finished in 5 hours and 23 mins, so well within our target of 6 hours.

Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown. The sky is the limit. I just find it way more hilarious than any sane, nineteen year old should.