Tag: Poolside

We have all met again,
bar one,
who sticks to Messenger.
Not so old, old and very old
have dabbled again in the early hours.

Who'd have thought
nine days of swimming
would have brought such
Joy?

The kilometre has been plod
and it is good!

And why nine days,
Not ten?

Tomorrow,
Jab2 calls early doors.
That's even more important
than a ten day run

April 12th on the horizon
Back in the pool
… again

So
The mile is (once again) the goal
The kilometre (once again) the stepping stone
Still quite a big stepping stone
But been there before…
And before that!
Ever onward!

[Lockdown allowing… ] .

So this week saw...
  More Covid lockdown
  More not seeing the children
  More (but new) exam chaos
  More job losses
  More destruction of a worthwhile future
  More avoidance of any responsibility
But...

But...
Back to a mile in the pool
  No Japanese whaling fleet after me
  Trunks too tight
  Not living up to the title Speedo

But...
Back to the mile

Something to smile about

For now...

The mile is the goal
The kilometre the stepping stone
Quite a big stepping stone
But been there before...
Ever onward! 

There you are 
The two of you
Wittering, wittering, wittering
As you
paddle slowly up the pool
You witter
As you
slump in the Hydro
You witter
Then , then
You invade my space
My precious quiet time
In the sauna
you camp at either end
and you witter
You witter about funerals
You witter about PNE
you just witter
For you it may pass the time
But for me, for me, well -
You suck life out of me.

Gliding through the water
An effortless stroke and kick
Like an otter watching intently
Head slightly to one side
You glide into the morning light

We are the Big Boys
We own the middle lane
We are here to thrash the water into submission.
Armed with every accessory
we power through the water
with flippers to flagellate
hand paddles to pummel
Resistance is useless!
Water give in!

But Stop!
We need to confer
Training notes out
we stand like meerkats
Clock watching we wait

and wait

Before we're off again
Thrash
Crash
Splash
the water can only succumb


Yet the water
lets you play
with her.

And one day
She'll turn
and have you
for breakfast.

Laviathon
Mostly submerged
I progress in regal fashion
Like a great monster of the deep
Up for air.
 
Breast stroke to create only a ripple
 
I progress
As if preserving all my strength
  for the next big dive
But I never dive
I'll just process - progress.

MORNING!
I stalk towards the pool
and am already enraged by
some great or little failing.
I can swim powered by crossness
Arms flailing like a whirling dervish
I go nowhere fast.
30 minutes pass
Swimming stops
I stalk to the Hydro - too cool!
I stalk to the steam room - tepid!
I stalk to the plunge pool - empty!
I stalk to the changing room and prepare for the day.
Powered by crossness I am ready for all today's challenges.