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Wild Fishes

Today I watched Mr. P compete in a swimming race — the Wild Fish One and Two Mile Swim in Salem. I briefly toyed with the idea of taking my maiden plunge into the world of competitive outdoor swimming, but my lack of a wetsuit as well as my fear of sea monsters kept me on the beach, hunched under an umbrella and reading a book about bears while being tortured by the amplified banter of the race’s emcee. Who was literally just making shit up.

“Did you know that swimming two miles is the equivalent of swimming 500 laps in a pool?” she announced soon after the race had gotten under way. I glared in the general direction of the voice for deciminating such obvious falsehoods. A few minutes later, she admitted: “I just learned that 64 laps in a pool equals a mile, so 128 laps equals 2 miles.” Actually, its “lengths,” not “laps,” but whatever. I’m not here to start a war, I’m just here to root for my husband.

Getting Ready to Swim in “Scenic” Collins Cove, Salem, MA

Getting Ready to Go

Swim! SWIM!

Finished in the top Third, and Ready for Free Ice Cream

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