Well, it's started. I woke up this morning exhausted from wrestling my bicycle through a turnstile, being unable to decipher the directional arrows spray painted graffiti-style on the pavement, and being lapped by Bob's ex-wife. I can tell this is going to be fun!
Since I am in Nevis without running shoes (or bra) or bicycle, I have started swimming. As in, swimming with my head in the water. I HATE the feeling of water going in my ear when I turn my head to breathe, and I have to compulsively check my direction so I don't waste any energy zig-zagging (no painted lines on the ocean floor.) So far, I have not been able to swim the equivalent of 10 lengths. Oh, you want a number? Almost five. I have been wondering if we have to do a freestyle crawl or if I can do the doggy paddle for 10 lengths. Anybody read the fine print on that?
Shopping list: ear plug, goggles, bike, gun.
And, Brenda, it turns out swimming in the ocean does not give me an edge, as I will lose buoyancy going to freshwater. Nice try. I am still working on what my edge is. Will let you know.
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