My favorite rec-swimmer story was when I was 8 months pregnant with my middle son. I'd go to the local college pool and be maybe 1000 yards into my workout and this one guy would always get into the lane next to me. At first I assumed this was coincidental as was the fact that he'd always push off the wall just when I would. Pretty soon it became evident, though, that his warm-up was a race to see if he could beat me. I would, of course, always maintain a long and relaxed looking stroke while making damn well sure I beat him back to the wall.
I kept wondering, "What is this guy thinking?" Is he going to go to the office today and brag that he beat some 33 year old pregnant woman in a 50 at the pool?" :shakeshead:
My favorite rec-swimmer story was when I was 8 months pregnant with my middle son. I'd go to the local college pool and be maybe 1000 yards into my workout and this one guy would always get into the lane next to me. At first I assumed this was coincidental as was the fact that he'd always push off the wall just when I would. Pretty soon it became evident, though, that his warm-up was a race to see if he could beat me. I would, of course, always maintain a long and relaxed looking stroke while making damn well sure I beat him back to the wall.
I kept wondering, "What is this guy thinking?" Is he going to go to the office today and brag that he beat some 33 year old pregnant woman in a 50 at the pool?" :shakeshead:
