Tuesday, May 25, 2010 1:57:16 PM
Linda's feet. She smashed five Canadian records this competition. What an inspiration. She has overcome great adversity, injury and illness in the past few years but is in top form once again. Honestly, her freestyle is so beautiful to watch, so smooth and strong, efficient. And of course, fast. When she's swimming, everyone in the stands watches her. She's a former Commonwealth swimmer and she's only 72.
Dave is man enough to wear pink. Dave was the one that got me into Masters swimming. Years ago I was at a teacher's conference. Dave was in front of me in the coffee line. He turned around and asked me if I swam and why not come out and join the team! I did, and for the first two weeks I hated it.
Dave is a crazy man. Fearless. He swims as many long distance swims in a meet as he can. (1500, 800 and 400 Free, 400 IM, 200 Fly) I used to do that too and I might just do it again. Thanks Dave.
Rosemary. She's my competition. She's the top woman in our age group in Canada. She swam with the UBC Dolphins as a student and just returned to swimming a few years ago. She is always in the same races as me so I never get to watch her technique. Yesterday I asked her about her training schedule. It's pretty intense, five or six days a week. And she's a doctor and mother of twins. She is one of the nicest, most humble people I have ever met. She told me she gets so nervous and feels ill before her races. She often wonders why she has decided to race again, but after she does, she knows why.
Mike. He just joined masters two years ago. In that time he has lost 60 pounds! He has an awesome breaststroke, much faster than me! (that's not difficult) I can tell he has the swimming bug and is a lifer now.
Me and Shelley. Shelley's the one who has kept me swimming and going to these meets. In fact we both went to our very first meet together. It was the BC provincials and we had never competed before! I remember Shelley being so nervous the first night that she didn't sleep a wink. In the morning she was supposed to swim the 1500 Freestyle but she was so tired that she just groaned from the comfort of her bed, "I'm not getting up. Seriously Sandy, I'm not doing it. I haven't slept a wink. Forget it." But then I showed her a fax that one of our teammates sent from home wishing us good luck. I remember her saying, "Damn you Jim." But she got out of bed and swam her best time ever!
Sitting around waiting for our races. There was a lot of down time at this meet. 600 swimmers. From top, clockwise:
Steve. He only started swimming a couple of years ago as well. He's getting fast and super competitive. He's hooked, already planning his next swims. Another lifer I can tell.
Carl: Carl was our coach a few years ago and swam with us occasionally. Unlike the rest of us (except Linda) he swam competitively as a kid. This year he pushed up his training for the 200 fly. His best time was six seconds off the Canadian record. So, for the past 8 months Carl has abstained from junk food and alcohol. On Sunday Carl swam the 100 fly and did a best time. Sunday, Carl was a hairy man. Monday, he was smooth and totally shaved down in preparation for his record attempt. It worked and he broke the record by two seconds! It really was one of the big highlights of the meet. Carl celebrated by drinking a beer shortly after his race!
Me and Shelley.
Me. Stretching out. Waiting for my race. Waiting a long time...six hours! This was the first year of competition for me since my big shoulder injury. I swam pretty well on Friday and Saturday but I wasn't too happy about the other swims. I think the hardest thing was that it was a long course competition and we don't train in a 50 metre pool. Oh well, excuses begone. I had a lot of fun and the best part was being with my swimming family once again.