So maybe I can swim...in a pool. But open water is a different story. I pretend to not being dying inside...but I usually am. Simply at the fear of really dying. I've been avoiding Lucky's Lake for some time now, but with Augusta just 7 months away...it was time to sink or swim. I mean swim, definitely swim.
It was a cold morning and the water was just about 64 degrees. So not only did I have to conquer to idea of drowning or being eaten by a gator, I also had to worry about not freezing to death. This is the look of fear covered with a fake smile. But heck, there were tons of people and Tammy was there to hold my hand (she literally same the first length right next to me).
And that's what a real smile looks like. I completed a Lucky Lake's crossing and went back for more ("Coach" Tammy kicked in and decided one crossing wasn't enough).
Signing the wall. Let's do it again!!
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