In order to shove a sock in Geek's constantly open mouth, I am entering the 500 at St. Patty's meet in Atlanta.
As I debated about it, I keep remembering all the reason I hate this race...which are many. Besides the fact that I haven't raced this even since college(where I had too), I haven't found one good reason to swim it until now.
Geek's constant belittling of my swimming ability has convinced me to enter the 500. Do I have a goal time, nope. Do I care if I break 5 minutes again, nope. All I want to do is finish the 500, so I can tell Geek that he can no longer say anything about my lack of desire to race events over 200 meters/yards.
Now, if Geek will step to swim the 200 backstroke? He is probably more mouth than man.
In all honesty, I am glad he has egged me on, otherwise, I probably wouldn't ever swim the dang event again...so Thanks Geek.
Now, if I can remember how to swim it in the next 3 weeks.
There's one sure way you'll always remember #6: pretend the 500 is a 50 and sprint like hell until the piano drops. I guarantee you'll never forget it.
Say, that was my strategy back in the age group days. It's what i used in the 400 IM as well. I always figured I didn't swim hard enough if I wasn't blacking out while trying to climb out of the pool at the end.
And I don't think there is any taunt, extortion, bribe, threat, or other coercion that could induce me to swim 200 yards of backstroke in a row.
There's one sure way you'll always remember #6: pretend the 500 is a 50 and sprint like hell until the piano drops. I guarantee you'll never forget it.
Say, that was my strategy back in the age group days. It's what i used in the 400 IM as well. I always figured I didn't swim hard enough if I wasn't blacking out while trying to climb out of the pool at the end.
And I don't think there is any taunt, extortion, bribe, threat, or other coercion that could induce me to swim 200 yards of backstroke in a row.
