SWIMATHON!

Well, Wasatch Swim Team is having its one and only fundraiser and it is something slightly different this year. We are having a swimathon and no, its not near as much fun as a walkathon for 3 reasons: You have limited breathing, You can only swim so slow, and we will be swimming at least 3 miles in less than 2 hours. But hey, who's complaining? The breakdown of money gleaned is pretty simple, 5% goes to USA swimming for setting up the whole program, 50% goes to the team as a whole to pay for all the team expenses (and waterpolo gear for the spring) and 45% goes to the individual swimmer to pay for trip fees, entry fees, and stuff like that. So the reason why I am posting this is to see if any of you love us so much as to donate. The 3 miles is 200 laps of the pool. It is either 200 laps or 2 hours (whichever comes first) but we should be able to complete the 200 laps. So the pledge is per lap so if you were to pledge 5 cents then you would be donating $10.00. This plea for help is for me and kristen so as much as I would like to say you can just donate double for me, you should probably be willing to pledge the same for both of us. You can just e-mail me if you would like to pledge anything. My E-mail is swimmin24.7@gmail.com. We would appreciate any support that you could provide us and the team. Thanks and love you all...Ed
P.S. why does nobody else post anything? I want to hear about everyone else's lives.

Edventures!

So my latest adventure involved enough butter to butter 22,954 pieces of toast (it would take over two lifetimes to consume the amount of butter). I (as well as several other Wasatch High School art students) had the opportunity to go down to the state fair for 6 hours and sculpt a kick-line of animals. There was a cow, horse, dog, cat, mouse, and chicken. The butter is recycled each year from the last years butter sculpture (last year it was a life-size bull rider and rodeo clown). We were working in a 50 degree refrigerator with a glass window so that people could watch while we made it. It was strange working with a medium that changes consistency while you work. It was sweet though, I got a shirt and a sweatshirt that said "got butter?" and I learned that I would never want to sculpt out of butter full-time. The first time I walked into the refrigerator I started gagging. Butter has a totally different smell when there are about 250 gallons worth of it. Here are some pictures. We finished most of it, but maybe those pictures will come later (my friend took some). Overall, you could say that it was a Dairy big mess.