When most of my fellow students analyze my life as a student-athlete at Harvard, they see all of the things I can t do. Between practice, meets, diets, and recovery. Offers and invitations to lunches, parties, events, trips, outings, concerts, and late night stops to one of the upperclassman grills (no, curly fries are not a part of my diet, Quincy Grill) had to be declined. Some of my friends couldn t understand how I could say no to so much, including events like Yardfest and, yes, even my own graduation.