Dedication: Thank you, Mom, for teaching me how to float on my back and swim, and for smartly sending me to private swim lessons to make sure I could handle the open water.  I Love You. I don’t bother to count laps or rhythmic strokes. Bilateral moves dissolve those silly notions. Time stretches out here. A clarity … More Swim

Twinkly-eyed Ladies

“Hello there,” I said as I slipped past the smelly plastic shower curtain blocking the doorway view of the local college aquatics center locker room last Saturday morning.  The smiling white-haired lady seated on the bench was taking off her shoes.  As I was about to warm up the shower to partake of my chlorine removal ritual… “Excuse me, can you … More Twinkly-eyed Ladies