So I swam this week, twice, and it wasn't so bad. One of the things I dislike about swimming is that the scenery doesn't change. And, well, the scenery still doesn't change. I can look at the floor of the pool, or I can look at the ceiling. I suppose I could swim on my side and look across the surface of the water, too. If I could keep my goggles from fogging up. One nice feature of this pool is the lines on the ceiling. I spent much less time swimming into the floaties that mark the lane when there are lines on the ceiling to follow, I found.
Another problem is that I'm deaf in the pool (not too big of a problem if you're swimming alone, but occasionally someone wants to say something, like when the guy in the lane next to me left and told me I could have his lane if I wanted and I didn't realize he was even talking to me until he was at the door).
Luckily I can see well enough to read the clock on the wall if I take my goggles off and squint. What is it with the clocks at pools anyway? They only have second and minute hands, but the minutes bear no relation that I can tell to the time outside of the pool. There are two clocks at this pool, and they don't even agree with each other!
I have to say, though, that I've enjoyed swimming this week as much as I ever have. The pool at the Johnson Center is clean, quiet, and open all day long for lap swimming. I wasn't sure if I'd want to keep going regularly, but I think I will for now.
