I went swimming this morning -- the third day in a row after months and months of not swimming consistently.
I'm not a fast swimmer, really -- and my form isn't the best. And I cant flip turn because I split my toe open that one time and now I'm afraid.
But the little old people in the hot tub thought I was fan-tast-ic anyway.
"Do you swim competitively?"
"Are you the girl who has gone to the Olympics?"
I think those little old people were planted to make me feel good about myself. I mean, "where's your gold medal?" is so much better than "are you pregnant?"
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