Apart from the one poor sucker who goes out on painfully slow (for him) rides with me, I pretty much train by myself. For some reason no one seems that keen to join me in the pool…..I wonder if it has anything to do with this blog…..
Anyhow on Saturday I tried a new swim session (Pyramid swimming - 50, 100, 150 all the way up to 400). After a good swim I was driving home when it hit me.
I had left my goggles at the pool
Anyway, it was a good excuse to splash (see what I did there) out on some new goggles. After trying on about 20 different pairs, I settled on a new fancy shmancy pair.
As you can imagine I was pretty keen to bust out the new goggles. My old goggles (RIP) were not the most comfortable piece of sporting equipment with a tendency to cut into my face and fog up after a couple of laps.
It was with much excitement that I dove in, new goggles slapped on my face, and started thrashing up and down the pool.
Wow. This IS swimming
As I swam up and down enjoying clear water something caught my eye.
It was a man swimming in skin coloured Speedo’s
Seriously. How many colours are there in the world? Why choose the skin? Why?
If only I had my old goggles!