Monday, August 14, 2006


I spent a week in a beach house in Sunset Beach, North Carolina. I did a pretty good job sticking to my workouts; I ran 3 days (includnig an 11-miler in horrific humidity) and swam laps in a channel between two islands. I don't know the distance across the channel, but I'm guessing it was at least 100 yards and I did 10 laps (20 lengths). I was also fighting the tide going out, so it was probably the longest swim I've ever done. The Channel:

Because of my new-found confidence in the water, I am now able to do things I've never done before, such as chicken fights. And because I had no experience, I did some pretty dumb things. I had a friend on my shoulders as we went into battle. All was good.

He managed to knock down the other guy, but then started to fall backwards. It's not a victory if both players fall, so I naturally backed up to help him regain his balance. I was very happy when I could feel he had regained his balance and we had won. However, it didn't take me long to realize that I had stepped into deeper water and my my head was still completely submerged. I had no idea which direction was the shallow water. Kind of a scary feeling to realize you're being held underwater. I had a mini-panic-attack, and sort of tossed him off my shoulders. On to a jellyfish. Which stung him. So I ran to shore gasping for air, he ran for shore gasping in pain.

But we won.


Blogger Steven said...

As long as you won, then all is good.

Nice job knowing what's important. ;)

2:36 PM  
Blogger Iron Pol said...

Well, Steven said it all. I was just going to say, "And that's all that counts."

5:51 AM  

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