Late and Locked Out

This past Tuesday the softball team started 6 am weights. This meant getting all of your school work and study tables hours done before 8 o'clock, eating dinner, showering, and hopefully getting into bed before 10 pm so we could get enough sleep to be awake and ready to go at 5 am.

My roommates Savannah, Lindsey, and Cassidy are also softball players so the whole waking up at 5 am is much better when your whole dorm is up and moving.

We headed out the door Wednesday morning, just as the day before, with our water bottles, academic binders, and keys in hand. Well, all of us but Savannah brought keys. (Keep this in mind).

It being our second day of weights meant EXTREMELY sore legs as well as shoulders, backs, and booty's. Weights went on as expected and afterwards Cass and Lindsey had to go straight to class, leaving Sav and I to come back to the room and shower for our 9 o'clock class. 

As we walked back to the room I got out my ID card to open the door. As I typed in my code as normal the light would not turn green. The door would rattle like it was only partly closed, but it normally did this so we didn't think anything of it. I tried my code 3 more times and the light would flash from yellow to red each time. This would be the perfect time for someone else to try their card and try to get in. Oh wait.....

Remember how I said Savannah didn't bring her keys that morning? Because of this, we didn't have another card to open the door, and we were going to have to sit outside our door for the next half hour. Not fun. 

Sweaty, hot, and smelly we came up with a plan to see if the RA on duty could help us. We knocked on the door 4 times, and nobody answered. Next, we spotted a janitor halfway down the hall and asked if he could let us in. "Sorry girls, I don't have keys to this wing,", he replied. "Maybe check the janitor at the other end of the hall." We turned just in time to see the other janitor taking the trash out. Sadly, he couldn't help us either.

Sweating now for the fear of being late to class we ran down to the front desk to see if anyone was working. Because it was only 7:30 am nobody was there! As we turned to walk back upstairs this little, dark haired woman asked, "May I help you girls?" 

"YES, PLEASE WE ARE LOCKED OUT OF OUR DORM AND WE'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR CLASS IF WE DON'T GET IN AND SHOWER SOON!", we said nearly freaking the poor woman out. 

Just then, I heard angels sing and harp music in the background as we found the answer to our problem, "Let me get the grand master key and see what I can do." 

15 minutes later we were let back into our room to be told that our door is broken and the battery of our code putter-inner is running low. Fabulous right?

This whole mess could potentially happen in the future so stay tuned for Late and Locked Out: Part 2

Photo Credits: Savannah Moore

Welcome!

My name is Maddie Abbs and I am a freshman attending Washburn University. You might think that I'm just like every other Washburn student, but think again. There are a select few, some call us the elites, the best of the best, while others call us crazy...

That's right. We are student-athletes. Don't just call us athletes or jocks, because coach will get mad (and I don't know about you, but I'd rather not find out what'll happen). We are students first, athletes second. Because of this glorious title we are required to work extremely hard not just on the field, but in the classroom as well.

Ever since the dodge ball days, I've been one of the most competitive kids in my grade. With my competitiveness came the drive to try all kinds of activities! I've been a dancer, volleyball player, gymnast, cross-country runner, basketball player, and last but definitely not least softball player.

You may be wondering by now 'why is this girl blabbering about sports and all that crap? Who does she think she is?'

Photo Credit: Maddie Abbs

Honestly, I'm here because of my Mass Media class. My fabulous teacher gave us an assignment to create our own blog, and somehow fill it with our ideas. I'm not into cars, or video games, and I can hardly do my own makeup, let alone tell the world wide web how to. 'How about a blog about my life?' I asked myself. Instead of just telling you that I ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast and psychology class was boring, I've decided to fill it with all kinds of stories about being a student-athlete. FUN RIGHT?!

I got the most incredible opportunity for the next four years to play softball here at WU and I'd like to tell you all about it! Here you will find stories of waking up at 5 am for workouts, trying to eat healthy in the caf, being the new kids on campus, practicing in the blazing sun and all of the crazy stories in between.

If you ever find yourself needing a good laugh check back here for some embarrassing stories, ridiculous pictures, and the in's and out's of a student-athlete!

P.S. I'm the one on the right (: