swimming on sunday afternoon is the
worse.
for the past 3 days, swimming has become my study break- the chance to get some adrenaline pumping in my vessels, burn off the holiday fats and give my poor little brain a short breather. but its difficult to get all that done when you're busy navigating the waters, keeping an eye out for that father who decided its about time to show his daughter how swimming is
really done by launching himself right into the centre of the pool, forcing everyone else to make an emergency break or get a concussion, trying your best to overtake that old lady in front of you who swims as fast as a tortoise (which, btw, cannot swim), switching lanes in time to avoid a head-on collision with the dude who is coming at you like a bulldozer but not looking at where he's going, pausing to allow that girl in the bikini who doesnt understand that the right of way belongs to those swimming laterally to paddle her way across, watching out for the kids who hop their way around the shallows and keeping your head a safe distance away from that giant stick they wave around way too enthusiastically. not to forget, that couple making out in the corner is
distracting.not only was i forced to take my break on the other side of the pool instead of my usual side, thanks to a row of bickering children having their swimming lessons, all the water traffic was making it difficult to focus on pacing and breathing.
to make things worse, i was wearing my moms
hot pink swim cap, thinking that ill look less like a drowned duck that way. unfortunately, it was not only completely unless at keeping my heair dry, i ended up looking a lot more like a floating pimple.
needless to say, i havent completed my rounds that fast in a while.
