Being a teacher, I am free, on these summer days, to go and be and do (practically) whatever I want and I often find myself at the outdoor pool at Lincoln Park.
I have my routine down. I wear my flip-flops and a trisuit and pack a small bag: towel, cap, goggles, water bottle, hat, book, phone, five bucks. The bike ride there, despite the 100 degree heat, is refreshing, the wind chill actually cooling me a bit as I pedal.
My swimming workout is routine, too, which isn’t good. I need to break out of it, surprise my muscles a bit. Egh, maybe I’ll change it up after the lazy days of summer are over. For now, I swim 500 yards of freestyle, hop out and read until the heat gets to me, swim a 500 of mixed breaststroke and backstroke, read for a while more, and then swim another 500 freestyle. Add in the bike ride and it’s plenty for this warmish afternoon.
Amy roves in the shallow end.
- Addy patrols the deep end.
Today when I get in, I notice a woman in the lane next to me, More
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