Let Them Carve Upon My Gravestone, Wielding/In Their Callused Mason’s Hands Their Chisels…

“Why I gotta slow my roll for these bald-@$$ pool turkeys?”

I like to swim at the YMCA.* So do lots of middle-aged white dudes wearing expensive gadgets and specialized swim gear.

Today’s Unsolicited Lane Companion was a European gentleman who spent ten minutes adjusting his head-mounted heart monitor, another five wiggling his flippers underwater, and forty minutes — I kid you not — snorkling. Y’know, because the downtown Y’s lap pool is like the Great Barrier Reef of Indoor Aquatics Facilities. Or something.

If this were 2004, I’d swear I was being Punk’d.  The other possibility is that this guy was auditioning for Team Zissou.

 

 

*because it’s fun to swim at the YMCA

One thought on “Let Them Carve Upon My Gravestone, Wielding/In Their Callused Mason’s Hands Their Chisels…

  1. I can so relate! Nothing I like better than doing laps for all kinds of reasons. But they are always in your way, the “swim one lap, and then stand around at the end of the pool talking” sad excuses for swimmers. I hate public pools….

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