Doing The Flip

The weather plus work plus many social engagements meant I missed the regular swims all of last week. I was a little grouchy because I couldn't squeeze in a swim.

After the 5.30am start this morning, I so so looked forward to laps in the afternoon. After a late lunch, I headed off straight to the pool. The weather held. The soak was brilliant. 5 usual suspects had the same idea.

The little children who usually played in the pool on the weekends were not around. There were other annoying people in the pool who were in the way by just posing in the middle of pool without doing anything much (not even floating); they obviously didn't get pool etiquette! Unfortunately for them, this estate had tons of swimmers. I felt a little bad for pushing the recreational swimmers out the pool. But they were adults, not children.

Mr Powerful Front Crawl and the other really strong guy torpedo-ed the lengths so fast that basically, every other non-swimmer gave them a wide berth. I meekly followed in their wake. They did 60 laps. No way I could do that. I was so out of breath at 30. Couldn't even do 5 more. Died-ed.

I didn't get out of the pool after. I just flounced around. I wanted to get the flip right. I rarely rarely do that flip at each turn of the lap. There isn't a need to spend all that effort. Today, motivated by the others, I spent 30 minutes trying to get the right distance and timing to the wall. Flipping wasn't the problem. I just had to stop feeling like one clumsy ox. Keeping the water out of my nose was the main concern. Eeeeeek.

By the time I was done, I stumbled out of the pool feeling quite giddy.