A Swimmer’s Mind
LAP ONE: Did I close the garage door?
I hope I closed the garage door.
Ugh, water up my nose.
Why do I have to share the lane with Captain Splashy McSplash Splash?
LAP TWO: I regret everything I ate for lunch…
riding kind of high now.
I should eat healthier—quinoa, kale, cauliflower…
Who am I kidding. I’ll probably just have a Kit Kat.
LAP THREE: Trump’s face looks like it’s made of
Silly Putty. Weird.
Oh, God, I hope he doesn’t get elected president.
Did I close the garage door?
LAP FOUR: Here comes Splashy McSplash Splash again. How can a person have
that much hair on his back.
Gross.
My shoulder hurts now.
LAP FIVE: My goggles are foggy.
Is this my fourth or fifth lap? Shoot.
I have to catch up on Veep. I love that show.
LAP SIX: This water feels nice.
LAP SEVEN: Where should we go this weekend?
LAP EIGHT: That cloud looks like a Scottish terrier.
LAP NINE: stroke breath stroke breath stroke breath stroke breath
LAP TEN: I definitely closed the garage door.
—Barbara Sheffer
This article appears in October 2016.
