Today was Corwin’s swim meet, the first one of the season that I have actually seen. This was was versus the swim team Corwin was on several years ago.
Having partied late the night before Mom decided that Corwin could bike by himself to make the 7 AM arrival time, as the swimming pool is basically across the street from the park. Mom even made him use his cell phone to check in once he had arrived. I hiked over a little while later, as it as a choice between biking or having a mug of coffee. There was, obviously, only one choice. Mom, Alice, and Charles arrived later in vehicular, air conditioned comfort after a hard, exhausting bike ride in the heat and humidity while hauling Alice in the bike trailer.
Corwin did OK. He wasn’t the slowest kid on the team, and I think he’d do noticeably better with some will power, as he tends to slow down once the tiredness sets in, rather than pushing through. He did win one heat, although a cynic might suggest it was because he was the only swimmer in it, but we all know better than to give in to such. Corwin swam four races, which is quite a lot (the maximum allowed is five). He’s old enough that he has to go 50 meters, which is a goodly distance. Still, he seems to be enjoying it.
It was great weather for a swim meet. There were lots of sleepy kids after the 4th of July fireworks. I saw Corwin struggle with his goggles in one race. They fell off his eyes and ended up around his mouth as he dove off the starting block. That made him pause until he could fix them, but once fixed he swam well. Christy, the accomplished competitive swimmer in our household, says the thing to do when that happens is just pull the goggles down around your neck and finish the race.
Hey, Charles, Alice, and I biked over. No air conditioned comfort. It was a nice day. We biked into town for a bit while waiting for Corwin’s first race.