Of course, I had to haul out my yearbook, show husband and son the pictures (studied disbelief), explain the OB Gangbangers (I myself associated with the Bush Whackers), and dig out the archival tshirts...
Yes that is a UH women's varsity swim team shirt. And yes, it is mine. I still swim like a fish, just not a fast fish.
I was completely a transportational cyclist in those days, but did get out for one organized ride. Note the start time. No lights. No helmets, either.
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"60 angry women coached by a dozen irresponsible degenerates looking for a cheap thrill.”
Sounds like a good time . . .
and it was...
Fullback. Yeah. Un-huh. That explains a lot about you, Lynne!
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