What is your most embarassing swimming moment?

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We've all had them, your suit rips during a start, you accidentally sneeze on Michael Phelps, you burp or fart on the starting blocks, etc. (none of those happened to me...knock on wood). What's your most embarassing swimming moment? (includes, meets, practice, anything swimming related)
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  • I hit my head on the wall after the third 50 of a 200 LCM backstroke in a fairly large in-season meet in 1996. It was in Fort Lauderdale, and I was swimming the 200 back because there was nothing else I'd feel comfortable doing that day. I was swimming in a heat with Lenny Krayzelburg, and I just wanted to not get beaten by more than a 25. I was doing well after the first 100. But the sun was really bright and I couldn't avoid looking right at it. So I swam for a few strokes with my eyes closed. I didn't know the wall would be so close. I hit it really hard. But I recovered quickly and finished the race. I qualified 16th for the evening finals. When I got out of the pool, everyone kept asking me if I was OK. I told them I was fine, that the touchpad softened the blow somewhat. That night, without the sun in my face, I won the consolation heat from the outside lane. One of my proudest swimming moments.
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  • I hit my head on the wall after the third 50 of a 200 LCM backstroke in a fairly large in-season meet in 1996. It was in Fort Lauderdale, and I was swimming the 200 back because there was nothing else I'd feel comfortable doing that day. I was swimming in a heat with Lenny Krayzelburg, and I just wanted to not get beaten by more than a 25. I was doing well after the first 100. But the sun was really bright and I couldn't avoid looking right at it. So I swam for a few strokes with my eyes closed. I didn't know the wall would be so close. I hit it really hard. But I recovered quickly and finished the race. I qualified 16th for the evening finals. When I got out of the pool, everyone kept asking me if I was OK. I told them I was fine, that the touchpad softened the blow somewhat. That night, without the sun in my face, I won the consolation heat from the outside lane. One of my proudest swimming moments.
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