Today I kicked off my mission with a dip in the YMCA pool. Here is my experience with swimming laps:
The first couple of laps are always fun, and I think to myself, "This is so much fun! It's like being on vacation; the water is warm, I'm in a bathing suit...yeppers! This sure is swell!"
Enter 3rd and 4th and 5th lap, where I start to question my form compared to the other elderly swimmers in the lanes next to me who not only entered the pool after me, but are on their 50th laps and seem to be skimming on top of the water like those Jesus-lizards in the Amazon.
6th, 7th, and 8th lap come with the realization that goggles are not meant for me to see under water, but keep the highly chlorinated water from being splashed in my eye by all the Jesus-lizards around me.
9th lap - 1/4 mile. WHAT?! How can I possibly be a faster runner than I am a swimmer??
The 10th through the 14th lap are more of a introspective time for me. I begin to think of all the fish in the ocean that are faster than me and the list becomes "Almost all of them". If I was stuck in the ocean, I'm pretty sure I'd have to hang out with the manatees and just float around eating kelp and watching out for boat propellers.
Finally the 15th lap comes! Woohoo! I've done it! Next time I'm in the pool my goal will be to swim an extra three laps to get me to half a mile and maybe try to do that fancy flip that all the real swimmers do. The question is: will they judge me if I plug my nose while doing it?
Until tomorrow,
J
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