Swimming

Swimming In The Fast Lane Well, here we are at the big pool. The lanes are now eight instead of the usual four. Wow, do I feel great. My muscles are loose and relaxed, but my mind is surging with excitement. All the work that has been done over the past few months, all the time put into that work, comes down to this. No pressure. Ha! Yeah, right! But that's okay. I feed off …

…a good hurt, the kind that any athlete thrives on. Not much more. I seem to remember someone saying, "Bring it up from your toes!" Yeah, that's the ticket. The wall nears and I take one more long, stretching stroke to hit the wall. Uhhhn. I am exhausted, and the sweet taste of air is very welcoming. I finished first. I knew I could, but wow, I finished first. All this in just twenty-two seconds.