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I met my first seriously slow swimmer today. REALLY slow. INCREDIBLY slow. There were times when I just put my feet on the bottom and stood there, in the middle of the lane, waiting for him to change position perceptibly. It was amazing. Eventually I caught on to what the other five people in our lane were doing: partial laps. Reach this guy and immediately turn around wherever you are. Makes it hard to keep count of what you've done in your workout, but it's that or have no workout.
He just kept soldiering on, too. No rest at the end of the lane. No changes in stroke. No use of the kickboard or knee float (whatever you call those things). Just sauntering along.
Took him a while to hoist himself up the ladder at the end, too. He hung on, bobbing, for long enough that I wondered if that was some other kind of exercise he was doing.
Very very weird. I thought I was slow. I don't know how to move steadily through the water at a speed like that. Wow.
He just kept soldiering on, too. No rest at the end of the lane. No changes in stroke. No use of the kickboard or knee float (whatever you call those things). Just sauntering along.
Took him a while to hoist himself up the ladder at the end, too. He hung on, bobbing, for long enough that I wondered if that was some other kind of exercise he was doing.
Very very weird. I thought I was slow. I don't know how to move steadily through the water at a speed like that. Wow.
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