L has been asked to marshal at the Half Outlaw, how
exciting. Perhaps I could help too, that is if I wasn’t already otherwise
engaged.
Talking of which, tonight is swimming night and it was hell.
Wednesday evenings used to be the premier lane swimming night at John Carroll
but now only three lanes are open and lessons take part in the other half.
A lot of people have simply given up going as it’s now so
congested but I don't really have much choice. However being too slow for the psychos
in lane one and two fast for the chuggers in lane three, I have to go in lane
two but unfortunately everyone else has come to the same conclusion.
Half a dozen of us battle for space; there are elbows
everywhere as we swim under, over and around each other. Its good competition
practice I guess.
Other folk are loitering at the side waiting for a gap to
dive into. I'm not giving an inch and keep going. When I do finally stop, my
watch says I've done 66 lengths. I wasn't going to go for the 80 lengths until
May (e.g. tomorrow) but I might as well now. I grab a pull buoy and launch
myself back into the fray to complete the task.
(Wednesday 30th April)
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