Spanish cow

Swimming

This is the third time I’ve swum in the past two weeks, following a gap of about two years. I can almost hear my swimming teacher’s voice – “Knees up together, kick out and round,”as I try to synchronize my legs.

The first few lengths are fairly easy then we enter the torture zone. I’m out of breath and uncoordinated, I see that the bottom of the pool is far from clean and don’t want to think about what wounds Read the rest of this entry »