There were two races to choose from, the wetsuit race for triathletes practicing for ironman (who else would wear a wetsuit in 80 degree water?), and the "championship" race for competitive swimmers. I am neither, but I figured it would be less humiliating to get my butt kicked by honest-to-God swimmers, so I entered the championship race.
As I crossed the timing mat to get into the water I saw Megan. Drat! There went my chance at winning.
My main concern was just being able to swim that far. But I was surprised how easy it was. I probably should have tried to swim faster.
The course was rectangular, marked by large buoys at the corners, with smaller buoys in between. On the backstretch of the second loop I thought I had come to the corner buoy, so I made the turn back to the shore. Give me some slack here, Patriarchs are known for their wisdom, not their eyesight.
I didn't get far before I had a guy in a kayak yelling at me, "Hey buddy, you've got two more buoys!". So now I was even further back in the pack. No matter, it was great fun!
Megan was the first woman, second overall. Josh was 4th in his age group. And I was not last.
Next swim: Sunday 10AM Klode
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