Gratuitous Poolside Observation

As has been my wont the past few weeks, I spent this morning over at the local rec center watching the eldest Llama-ette at her swim lesson. I don't know if this is medically possible, but I think I'm developing an addiction to huffing chlorine fumes.

All of the gels have done quite well. Indeed, the youngest may have competitive swimming in her future, as she keeps getting bumped up to higher skill levels because of her uncommon size and strength. Nothing wrong with a UVA swimming scholarship, I should think. On the other hand, I have a vision that this level of participation would involve an awful lot of bleary-eyed ol' Dad having to stagger off to the pool at five ack emma.

I never really took to swimming as a sport myself. To me, a pool is just an oversized tub - something in which to lounge and loaf, drift and bob, not something in which to exert oneself.