Just thought I would start a thread which didn't have deep philosophical overtones so that we all can have fun with the new forum software. Based upon personal experience, I will start a list of “You know you are a swimmer when …” with the following:
You know you are a swimmer when you leave work in the rain and you can smell the chlorine coming off of your hair.
Anyone care to add to the list?
In the kitchen, chopping onions you use your swim goggles to keep your eyes from watering.
Ingenious! I never would have thought of that. Does it work? For some reason I thought my eyes were watering from inhaling the fumes through my nose. The more I think about it, the less sense that makes.
I am trying this tonight!
The ads on your Facebook page and other favorite non-swimming sites are all for swimming gear.
When the targeted ads on your wife's pages all start showing swimming gear. Maybe some of them are based on IP address?
"How much swimming gear are you buying?"
Thanks, marketing gurus. I really needed that.
...you're getting your stuff out of your broken down car and you are sure to get your fins, but nearly forget the booster seat.
When my car broke down the night before Thanksgiving, I ran the hazard lights long enough to kill the battery so I wasn't able to get the driver's side window back up. When the wrecker guy asked if I needed to get anything out of the car when we dropped it off at the garage, I told him. "A, they're going to have to jump it to steal it and b, all they're going to get is swimming gear."
Since you don't pay for facebook, and you use Facebook. Face book has to spend money to supply the service, thats how they keep the free service going. Ads Ads and more Ads.
I'm a school psychologist. Several years ago I walk into the office of a school I serve and there, volunteering to be a mentor, is a male friend who I informally race from time to time (and can beat--LOL, does that say something about his swimming?). The pool is the only place in the community I had ever seen him. I walk up to him, say hello and he responds with a blank stare because he is filling out papers/thinking about something else. I quip, "What's the matter, don't recognize me with my clothes on?" Well, his face turns beet red and the secretary, bookkeeper, lead teacher and principal who were also in the office at the time have to pick their chins up off the floor! He's promised me he will get me back some day!
You know you are in a swim family, when, during a blizzard, your 10-year-old daughter asks, "If they cancel school tomorrow, can we go to the pool and practice?"
You know you are a swim parent, when, even though some of the roads are drifted half shut, you take her.
(You know you are a triathlete, when, even though you dress out and swim with your daughter, you don't put in a hard effort because it's Wednesday and Wednesday is bike day.)
