5:30 am, the alarm goes off. What to do, what to do.... hit the snooze, turn it off, get up and go swim.... It's hard to believe, but I got up to go swim! Now, you have to know that I don't swim in the early morning, it's an aversion developed in way too many college swim workouts at ridiculous hours in the Ante Meridian. But my friend K. talked me into it, wooing me with word of fifty meters of outdoor long course pool awaiting us.
Actually, it was glorious. Starting before the sun comes up, the steam rising off of the pool and all of those arms flashing through the water. The bottom of the pool looks periwinkle blue in the early morning light (is there anyone else who can't say the words periwinkle blue without cracking up over Brad Pitt's hysterical turn as Mickey in the movie Snatch: "And she's terribly partial to the periwinkle blue, boss.") I'd almost forgotten how fun it is to count 100's in just two lengths instead of four, and how nice it is to smell the fir trees in the early morning air and watch the flash of sunrise sparkle off of the water drops. Yeah, it even made the 5:30 wake up call worthwhile.
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That sounds amazing. You definitely made the right choice this morning.
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