Corporeal vanity?
Intimations of mortality.
Psychiatric woe in its myriads shades and incarnations.
The urge to climb up the hierarchy of a social species,
as the sparks fly upwards?
The denial of death?
Lust for life?
Lust for lust's sake?
or more decent motivations: freindships; health for you and an approach passed down by example to the youngsters
A pill has been taken following an extracted tooth, and the only part of me now swimming is my head.
Basic summarized question, the above meandering nothwithstanding. Swimming gives us something, relief from bad aspects of our lives, or at least some distraction; it also helps us heal from wounds in the character. How has it made your life a better thing?
Jim, getting over the Dublin Grade sounds like something the Irish Republican Army needs to do.
Kristina, if you wrote that ode, excellent poesy! I can actually hold precisely one hundred on one double oh myself. Two, sometimes, if I am wearing a Fastskin and get to dive off the blocks, and I can average the two 100s.
(Years ago, I did a story for Modern Maturity wherein the editors asked me try out this stuff, Androgel, a testosterone replacement agent you could rub in your shoulder. A urologist friend agreed to prescribe this, provided I didn't already have high natural T. Tests revealed mine was in the normal zone--but as close to the bottom of this zone as was humanly possible without falling out. At Nationals in Baltimore that year, I tried to get officials to create a third gender category--so low-T guys like me could compete against our hormonal equals, i.e. manly women. Judging by your times, I see now what foolishness that would have been--not that you are manly in any kind of S(He)-Male sense.)
Terry, very interesting about the ADD and swimming link. You seem such a focused individual, whose accomplisments in the world of swimming are as legendary as they are somewhat controversial, that I would have never pegged you for a person prone to distraction.
My own main impetus for swimming, at least most of the time, is the ability of the sport to quiet brain chatter. Because of a recently extracted tooth, I've been out of the pool for a little over one week now. As this posting perhaps indicates, it's time for the chatter to be quieted again.
Thanks for your input.
Jim, getting over the Dublin Grade sounds like something the Irish Republican Army needs to do.
Kristina, if you wrote that ode, excellent poesy! I can actually hold precisely one hundred on one double oh myself. Two, sometimes, if I am wearing a Fastskin and get to dive off the blocks, and I can average the two 100s.
(Years ago, I did a story for Modern Maturity wherein the editors asked me try out this stuff, Androgel, a testosterone replacement agent you could rub in your shoulder. A urologist friend agreed to prescribe this, provided I didn't already have high natural T. Tests revealed mine was in the normal zone--but as close to the bottom of this zone as was humanly possible without falling out. At Nationals in Baltimore that year, I tried to get officials to create a third gender category--so low-T guys like me could compete against our hormonal equals, i.e. manly women. Judging by your times, I see now what foolishness that would have been--not that you are manly in any kind of S(He)-Male sense.)
Terry, very interesting about the ADD and swimming link. You seem such a focused individual, whose accomplisments in the world of swimming are as legendary as they are somewhat controversial, that I would have never pegged you for a person prone to distraction.
My own main impetus for swimming, at least most of the time, is the ability of the sport to quiet brain chatter. Because of a recently extracted tooth, I've been out of the pool for a little over one week now. As this posting perhaps indicates, it's time for the chatter to be quieted again.
Thanks for your input.
