Most swim races have a set distance and the person who completes the distance fastest is considered the winner. Sometimes my informal Friday group sets a finish time and we stagger our starts in order to finish right at the set time (slow people get a head start). The team switched things around yesterday and set a time and we each swam as far as we could.
I found a form from 2001 (spring in Ithaca? fall in Claremont?) and D. recorded my distance - just six seconds shy of 3600 yards.
Last year I ditched the swim and went on a short tour of California Missions. Two years ago the event was swum long course (50m), but if I ignore the fact that it has fewer turns I would convert my 3200m swim (with 15 seconds to spare - I could watch the clock as I swam) to 3500 yards.
This year we swam 25y and I could not see the clock. I asked a friend to ring the cowbell at 15 minute intervals, which he did. I was too far away to hear the bell, I couldn't see the clock, and I couldn't keep count for that long. I just swam.
I was amazed that I swam 3710 yards! I felt like I had been picking up the pace at the end, but the times show otherwise. I suppose it was just more effort.
So no records, no medals, just the satisfaction of a good swim. Now to prepare for the Turkey Trot!


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