The water is crystal blue. Clear. I can see black lines and the Ts contorted beneath shallow waters. A few random leaves have snuck in from nearby trees. I’m sitting on the end of the pool, sweating from the midday heat. My shoulders ache. They’re not used to this. My neck is stiff. But the pool looks cool and inviting. It calls me. Dares me. “What have you got in you today?” I’m tired. But all I need is to get one lap done. Then another. And another.
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And then there was me
El Calafate, Argentina Three days ago I left behind El Calafate, reliable WiFi, and a decent mobile signal. Images became […]
The Scenic Hurt Locker
Alpe d’Huez, France – July 27, 2016 – Triathlons don’t get more scenic than Alpe d’Huez. Though the scenery comes […]
What a difference a day makes
While we train hard for sporting events, they are supposed to be fun, safe, and for some like me, a chance to explore a new location.