Flashes of Panic

Yesterday, my father and I kayaked beside my brother as he swam the (roughly) 2.4 miles from Peaks Island in Casco Bay to East End Beach in Portland.

(Forgive me for that photo; it was taken with a cell-phone camera from a bobbing kayak.)

Unlike this morning, when A and my father ran a road race in East Boothbay (not far from this sign,) I did not feel any stirrings of inspiration to try a similar feat myself.