Who needs Poland to be adventurous?! Not this girl. And it turns out, I am very easily persuaded . . .
Todd: Hey, Ellen! Wanna do the one mile lake swim with me this Saturday?
Ellen: Do you think I can swim a mile?
So, the girl who hasn’t swam in, like, at least a year if not five, agreed to swim with a very enthusiastic “YEAH! I’ll swim!” I mean running is the same as swimming, right?
Morning dawned bright and early in Battle Creek. It was actually a perfect morning – sun shining, calm water, not too hot, not too cold.
Everything was perfect. Except for the fact that I seriously can’t swim. At least not in racing form. About 100 yards in, I looked over to Todd’s Dad, who also got roped into the swim, and yelled, “This is the worst idea we’ve ever had.”
BUT, after the first 1/4 mile, I realized I wouldn’t drown, only that it would take For.Ev.Er. to finish. But, hey, finishing slow is better than drowning any day.
So, after a dominant 55 minutes and 3 seconds of combination side stroke/back stroke, I brought home the third place MEDAL
out of the three people in my age group! And Tim kayaked next to me the whole way. Bless his heart, it was a long time to kayak. Todd brought home gold with his show off “I-used-to-be-on-a-swim-team” stroke.
Moral of the story is, yes, I can swim a mile. Should I? Absolutely not.
But at least I have a time to beat for next year :)