Flashes of Panic

Good grief, there are a lot of people at this meet. I suppose because it’s the whole Zone (Virginia and north) and not just New England, but we’ve got the Wheaton pool jammed full. It’s incredible.

Among others, I ran in to a high school cross-country teammate. He was one of those who struggled through cross-country season, then (being built like Gumby) was a really good swimmer, particularly in backstroke. He’s just come back to swimming in the last year, after burning out in college, and seemed really pleased to see me—specifically mentioning how much he liked watching “us” (me and the other front-runners) running. It was quite a lift.

Wireless is sketchy but usable. Full report on my race is on the way. They have a video camera on the pool, hooked to a Tivo on the deck running about twenty minutes delayed, so you can go over and watch your race when you’re done; as a result, some of the report is based on what I saw and was aware of during the race, and some of it I learned later.