I went to a masters swim class and it wasn't a very good experience. The coach doesn't go on Wednesdays and I was stuck in the wrong lane. I mean the really wrong lane. The group couldn't swim a 100, literally. Now I am an average swimmer, but this was bad. I was really fustrated and ended up leaving early. Looks like I will be swimming on Thursdays at 6am. Its a 40 minute drive too, so I will be getting up at 5am to get there. Fun, fun.
Remind me again why I do this? Oh yeah, I am sick and quite possibly a sadist.
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