Pool Police (aka - Swim Nazi)

Well, I haven't posted for a couple days, and the natives are getting restless, so I thought I'd jot some things down. It's been a fairly uneventful few days. I think about the ironman a lot, and am constantly reading recaps or tidbits from other's experiences. It's both frightening and exciting!

Since I haven't had anything terribly interesting in the past few days, I'll share this funny story from last week:

I hit the pool after spin class Wednesday morning. This is the first time in a few weeks that I haven't had to wait for a lap lane, so that was exciting stuff.

Well, I swam a lap and a half, and stopped at the far end of the pool to adjust my goggles. I spotted, David, a fellow spinner/racer who I haven't seen for a few weeks. I said hello and we started chatting a bit about races, etc.

It's important to note that the middle lap lane separated us, yet neither of us were interfering with that middle lane or it's swimmers.

So, all of the sudden, the man in the middle lane stops, pops his head up and asks, "are you two finished swimming? I've done 5 laps in the time you've been talking..." To which David replied, "What are you, the pool police?!"

Do people just not have enough to worry about? I'm happy to report that, though the Swim Nazi was in the pool Monday, neither David or I had a run in with him. We'll see about tomorrow...