Archive for January, 2011

Aerial Attack

I was lifeguarding. I do that sometimes. It’s a nice change of pace from being the one to sound intelligent non-stop. Five guys were doing freestyle drills: Jake, Mike, Alex, Ethan, and Will. Ethan had the smoothest stroke, he’d been working on it weekly for over a year. Mike and Alex were pushing to keep up with him, although they were early in the upgrade from dog-paddle. All three were tall, thin, and barely buoyant rowers. Mike and Alex were swimming with us as part of their off season cross training. Will was older and trying to get active again. He had learned to swim last year, but it was coming back slowly. Jake was a runner who needed an non impact cross training option. He was reluctant to admit he wasn’t exactly an intermediate swimmer. Continue reading ‘Aerial Attack’


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