For Tia's Flashback Friday and Alicia's Friday Photo Flashback this week, travel back with me to the summer of '96...
I can't remember (and am too lazy to look back through my albums -albums! how quaint!- to figure it out). However I do know that both of the following pictures were taken on our summer band trip.
No, not BAND CAMP. I said BAND TRIP. Totally different and waaaay cooler (shut up! IT WAS!). Each summer from '92-'97, I spent 2-4 weeks on the road with the Regina Lions Junior Marching Band. And we were good, yo. I'm not talking about a lame parade band (although we did that too, in places like the Disneys and Sea World, and for events like the 4th of July and various Bowl game parades). We were a marching band of the Drum Corp International variety. Intricate patterns and drills, challenging musical arrangements, physically demanding... It was some serious stuff. Anyone who's seen this type of marching competition knows how cool it is. YES, COOL. We would practice for up to eight hours a day in preparation for our competitions. Which we usually won, thankyouverymuch.
Sorry for how dark I am here. Clearly, 1) it's exposed for the sky instead
of me, and 2) I didn't take the picture so am not to blame.
I don't remember what base this was taken on or who arranged for us to
get to ride around in tanks and Hummers one afternoon we had off from practicing,
but it was fun. And the guys in uniform were pretty
In addition to learning discipline and determination, I also had the opportunity to travel from California to Florida to Chicago to the midwest (not all in one trip!), to make close friends and HOLY SMOKES LOOK AT THOSE ABS and the no-less-impressive-but-much-less-impossible-to-ever-replicate sock tan! I mean, a sock tan (even one of that magnitude) can be recreated year after year, but a stomach like that? THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN. At least not for me. And how sad that I didn't appreciate it at the time. *bangs head against wall*
Seriously. I was 5'4" (if I took a deep breath and squinted my eyes really hard in concentration) and 110lbs soaking wet. I wasn't terribly strong, but I was in good shape from soccer, rugby and, yes, marching band practice. AND I DID NOT APPRECIATE IT. I thought I had a big butt and thick ankles. *le sigh*
To know then what I know now.
Well that was
a depressing reminder of what will never be a fun little flashback, eh?