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...winners.”Despite this success, Cao’s freshman year has hardly been easy, with the weather turning out to be the least of her problems.The biggest hurdle Cao faced was overcoming a fractured kneecap from a biking accident and an injured wrist that kept her out for the majority of last semester. “I’m all better now,” Cao said with a hint of relief. “It’s good to be back on the court. I’m trying to improve with each match...
Since I've always been fidgety, I asked Rapport if he wouldn't mind putting me through the same tests he gave the boys. And so last week I found myself at the UCF Psychology Department, where a grad student affixed a device called an actigraph to my left wrist. Actigraphs look like digital watches and generate a signal each time they are moved, even slightly. They allow researchers to measure, quite precisely, a subject's kinetic activity. The boys in Rapport's experiments wore actigraphs on their ankles as well as their wrists because kids are often just...
...Englanders, the wind and the heat proved to be unruly side effects that plagued Harvard throughout its play. A few of the Crimson players suffered major injuries from the conditions. Captain Laura Peterzan, filling in at the No.1 spot due to senior Beier Ko’s injured wrist, experienced heatstroke on Saturday, according to the team. “It was a difficult match because we had not been used to the outdoor conditions,” Rosekrans said. “It was a shock to all of us after playing indoor for four months straight...
...yoga experiment may have been Stack-Babich’s most unorthodox strategy in his lengthy rehabilitation from the wrist injury he suffered while stealing a base during the Crimson’s 13-2 loss to Lafayette last March 16. Trying to play through the pain didn’t work, and the cortisone shots Stack-Babich took during the team’s week of games in California didn’t do the trick. The slugger’s season was over, and his long road to recovery was just beginning...
...blur of flight I grabbed some sort of flower (a daylily?) from the arrangement I whizzed by. I held the thing up—its petals flapped and fluttered in the top speeds—then jammed it into the sleeve above my left hand. An orange wrist corsage on a black dress: just the thing for courage.Looking much fresher, it was no surprise my approach to Marshall would be stupendous. That old couple would be departing just as I arrived and—“Winifred, dear.”The ruby velvet glove clamped onto...