Little did she know, but the young lady in the lane next to me (who was certainly a college-level swimmer, or possibly a professional swimmer, but most likely some kind of cyborg government swimming experiment-- genetically modified with certain part replaced by machinery) was in the race of her life . . . against me, just a regular human, not even wearing a Speedo-- and that is why I am so sore today.
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"me, just a regular human, not even wearing a Speedo"
You were naked?? No wonder she was swimming so hard to get away from you.
when you are hairy, you are never naked.
I think the only thing more disappointing than this sentence was that I forgot I had read it(because it was unremarkable),and then I had to be disappointed a second time when I revisited the blog with hopes of reading a good sentence of Dave.
I didn't mind this sentence so much.
Eric, you know Dave well enough to go beyond this sentence, and to know how competitive he is, and how he turns everything into a game, a ridiculous competition, and how geeky that is at the friggin' swim lanes against a young girl who's better than he is, and thinking about this greasy Italian guy with a goatee and tattoos of prehistoric monsters tearing their way out of his shoulders, and how he's at the pool at the Y desperately trying to beat some young girl (who's just getting a little exercise) at the breaststroke in a race she doesn't even know she's in, and how you know, I mean you just KNOW . . . that somehow, someway . . . he cheated at it.
Dave's a minimalist. The real art is in letting your mind wander and take the simple piece to a place where it becomes fine art.
This is the same guy who goes bike riding everyday with his kids, plays basketball all the time, runs in the park and now he's swimming, and he SORE because he spent two minutes "racing" some little girl in the pool (I guess he couldn't hoodwink her like he does to the little girls in his class)? Maybe your "soreness" is due to something you did after Charlie Brown's last night?
for a moment i considered last night at charlie brown's as the cause of my soreness, but i decided against it-- i should point out that the lady in the lane next to me did not know she was racing me, only i knew that-- and i was only racing her for several laps at a time, and for one five lap period i beat her by a stroke! so wherever you are lady swimmer, take that!
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