I shimmied out of the extra swim suit I wore over my red New Smyrna Beach High School team suit, hopped onto the starting block, and bent to on-your-mark position almost in one motion. A Mad Magazine could be read through a dry team suit and wet—let’s just say the...
I muscled through the pool, my chest heaving, as I stroked for the tile cross on the wall where my feet would hit in a flip turn. I bent at the waist, threw my legs over my head, and pivoted as the balls of my feet hit tile. A powerful thrust from my bent knees and I...
I shimmied out of the extra swim suit I wore over my red New Smyrna Beach High School team suit, hopped onto the starting block, and bent to on-your-mark position almost in one motion. A Mad Magazine could be read through a dry team suit and wet—let’s just say the...
When I came up for air at the end of the last fifty yard sprint, my nemesis, Celeste, said, “Who’s that old hippie?” I peered at the far end of the pool thirty yards away where the girls in my lane stared. Dad. Stringy, dark blond hair fell on his shoulders as he...
I muscled through the pool, my chest heaving, as I stroked for the tile cross on the wall where my feet would hit in a flip turn. I bent at the waist, threw my legs over my head, and pivoted as the balls of my feet hit tile. A powerful thrust from my bent knees and I...
