2800 yards / 1.5 loops
YWCA pool
102 laps
Another swim! Hooray. It felt good and not hard to swim for a little over 45 minutes. I stopped a few times for a sip of water but mostly just kept swimming, breaking it up (mentally) by 200s and different breath/stroke rates: 3/4/5/3 then 2/3/4/5 then 3/4/5/6. It’s dark and gloomy today so not as many shadows on the pool floor. The water was mostly clear, too, so no fuzz or band-aid friends. When I stopped on the wall to drink some water, the guy next to me asked how long I swim for. At first I couldn’t answer, so he said, jokingly, wow, you swim so much you can’t even remember! I finally answered, about 2 miles. He was impressed. I said, I love the water! He responded, I used to. There’s a story there, I think.
Anything else I remember? It was very difficult, almost impossible, to tell if there were swimmers in the lane when I was trying to figure out where to swim. Also, the woman next to me, who was also a good swimmer, had on the same open swim cap as me — bright pink. Scott said she also had almost the same water bottle as me. Hers was a little bigger. As I swam, I kept seeing orange off to the side. Orange signs, orange cones. I did think about much as I swam. I’ll have to give myself a challenge, like memorizing a poem or poems to recite as a I stroke. What other fun experiments could I try?
cells and water
Inspired by my swim, I decided to search for “water cells poetry.” I found this cool blog post by a poet who did a short residency with 7th grade science students, involving looking closely and attention to patters, both in cells and poetry. The title of the post: One Small Drop of Water: Poetry on the Cellular Level
As part of the exploration, they created an object, a handmade book. The artist/teacher mentioned “Traditional Four Hole Japanese Binding.” I looked it up, and found a book I’ve requested from the library: At Home with Handmade Books. Fun! Maybe I’ll start making homemade books?!