1. You open the door to the pool and get that first whiff of chlorine and think to yourself, "I love the smell of chlorine in the morning!"
2. Your new issue of Swimmer Magazine arrives :bliss: and you immediately sit down and read it cover to cover (including the ads!). But, then, the realization sets in that now you have to wait two months until the NEXT issue arrives.
3. You find yourself counting strokes instead of sheep to fall asleep at night. Then, just when you're about to fall asleep, instead of your leg twitching a little bit, it does a full whip kick :afraid:, and you ride the glide to slumberland... :bed:
Now it's your turn...
People ask you to do a triathlon, and you say that you would do one if it wasn't for the run and bike parts.
That's happened to me more than once.
Some other:
Every time you drive across the Ohio River you itch to get in and swim an across and back -- even when it's 15 degrees outside.
You're not so self-conscious about how much you're sweating when around others because you know you smell like chlorine.
You find out you're going to an out-of-town conference and before you check expedia, the hotel site, or for restaurants you go to find-a-pool.
You turn down a co-worker's offer to buy you lunch because you think you have just enough time to squeeze in a couple miles at the Y.
People ask you to do a triathlon, and you say that you would do one if it wasn't for the run and bike parts.
That's happened to me more than once.
Some other:
Every time you drive across the Ohio River you itch to get in and swim an across and back -- even when it's 15 degrees outside.
You're not so self-conscious about how much you're sweating when around others because you know you smell like chlorine.
You find out you're going to an out-of-town conference and before you check expedia, the hotel site, or for restaurants you go to find-a-pool.
You turn down a co-worker's offer to buy you lunch because you think you have just enough time to squeeze in a couple miles at the Y.
