i leave the house on cold, snowy mornings, to get my fix. i wait outside the ugly concreate building at 5:55am, waiting for them to open the doors. sometimes i go on my lunch hour when i'm working from home. i go when i'm sick, when i'm tired, when my car is buried under a foot of snow.
i love to swim. doggy paddle is my signature stroke. sometimes i float on my back (see the drawing above). i love the feeling of floating while the water swirls around me.
there are different kinds of "pool people". there are the times when it's "open family swim" with families and kids. i avoid those times as a rule. there are early morning "adult lap" swimmers, athletes, mostly men in speedos and latex swimming fast & hard, splashing everyone, hogging swim lanes. i go when necessary.
my favorite time to swim is during "senior water aerobics" lunch hours. the pool is suddenly filled with chatty old ladies. some walk with canes or even walkers. they walk down a special ramp to get into the pool. once they hit the water, they are transformed. they start laughing, giving friends a hello hug, trading recipes, or gossiping about the older gent who swims slow laps around them. they are like a beautiful gaggle of geese!
i think the water feels so good because it's forgiving. those ladies leave their canes by the side of the pool, and suddenly they can walk without pain. we all float. we move. and it feels lovely.
my favorite part of the pool is the point where the floor of the pool starts to drop off. going from 3 feet, 4 feet, 6 feet. i love walking down that steep ledge and feeling the moment where my feet leave the floor and i start to float...