Day at a Time — Day 1
So, today Miss Texas, my personal trainer, suggested that I return to the swimming pool in order to prepare for success at next summer’s Senior Games aka Senior Olympics.
A few years ago, I competed somewhat successfully in six swimming events at the national championships and the World Senior Games. No brag, just fact.
My training was interrupted due to a number of reasons, including a trip to the hospital for a bum knee and a bicycle accident that injured my right shoulder.
Rather than swim at the Olympic Training Center in Colorado Springs, Miss Texas and I decided to start our return to competition at the therapy pool at the Fort Collins Senior Center. Not surprisingly, the pool was full of old people. Clearly, we did not belong. Nevertheless, we tried to blend in.
There is something wrong with me besides my knees and shoulder. My competitive drive is unhealthy. The old lady next to me did not realize it, but I saw her as a challenge and targeted her by giving her a headstart and then trying to pass her. She did not realize that she was in a race. But I did.
Maybe tomorrow she will recognize just who she is dealing with. Or not.
Shootin' the Breeze 