Equipment Rep
Trains with every piece of equipment available at all times.
The Luddite
Trains with nothing. Only uses a loin cloth and goggles in workout.
The Barnacle
Leaves right on your feet. Couldn't count to five or ten if his life depnded on it.
The Coach
Not an actual coach, but someone who is consumed with technique. Swimming is a precise set of moves that can be broken down, categorized, and scientifically analyzed.
The Jaded
Could care less about technique. Just wants to swim and leave the analysis to the eggheads.
The Swimaholic
Trains at least 10 swimming workouts a week. Anything less is viewed as not trying.
Fast Guy who Never Trains
Shows up once a month and breaks national records in practice.
Hardest Working Man in the Swim Business
Trains like a ferocious animal in workout, but has no speed when it comes to racing.
Lane Guy
Works out in a lane that is far too fast or slow for him.
The Crack Guy
Dude, pull your swimsuit up or get a bigger size.
The Newbie
Shows up to practice in board shorts and a scuba mask.
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As for myself, I would fall into the categories of Luddite and Jaded. Also, I wrote this from a male perspective, but the women are included as well. Any other stereotypes?
Parents
Former Member
Help me name this one?
When I was 13, I swam laps at the local university pool. Towards the end of my workout, I noticed that a chesty co-ed was swimming wearing a white t-shirt and white underpants in lieu of a swimsuit. To my horror, her attire had become totally see-thru!
She was getting ready to get out of the pool, and like a good kid I stopped her and warned her that she was exposing herself! She said her towel was locked in her locker. So I offered to go get a kickboard, at least she could conceal her front.
She thanked me, and waited until I came back with a kickboard. She repeated how grateful she was that I helped her out.
Then she climbed out of the pool at the ladder farthest away from the lockerroom, and sashayed across the deck swinging the kickboard at her side.
The lifeguards were just rolling their eyes. Apparently she was a frequent flier at that pool.
Help me name this one?
When I was 13, I swam laps at the local university pool. Towards the end of my workout, I noticed that a chesty co-ed was swimming wearing a white t-shirt and white underpants in lieu of a swimsuit. To my horror, her attire had become totally see-thru!
She was getting ready to get out of the pool, and like a good kid I stopped her and warned her that she was exposing herself! She said her towel was locked in her locker. So I offered to go get a kickboard, at least she could conceal her front.
She thanked me, and waited until I came back with a kickboard. She repeated how grateful she was that I helped her out.
Then she climbed out of the pool at the ladder farthest away from the lockerroom, and sashayed across the deck swinging the kickboard at her side.
The lifeguards were just rolling their eyes. Apparently she was a frequent flier at that pool.
