Last night a representative from the U. S. Olympic Swimming Team was at the Y while I was having my lesson. Afterwards he approached me and said that, based on my agility, speed, grace, and perfect form, he would like me to join the team. He is sure that with my participation, we will definitely bring home the gold.
Yeah.
Right.
I'm getting the motions down pat, but I still just can't seem to figure out that old breathing thing! I like to think I am a reasonably intelligent woman; what is so difficult about this? So, based upon what I like to call my will power (i.e., stubbornness), I have signed up for extra lessons. Poor Kaitlyn is going to be stuck with me on Sundays too, until I get this. Lucky for me, she is also trained in life-saving.
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