So, it’s 12 degrees at nine o’clock this morning, and naturally, you think of going to the pool, don’t you?
Of course not. So that’s why I did.
Actually, it is a beautiful day, though very cold, and we still have snow on the ground. But there is plenty of sunshine and a bright blue sky. I stopped at our township pool, which is about a mile from my house, right next to the library.
I have a long association with pools, water, and swimming. I learned to swim more than 50 years ago and swam in my first swim meet in 1966. I competed through high school and a couple of years in college. I lifeguarded and coached a summer swim team for three years. Then life intervened and for many years I did not swim at all. I got back into it about eight years ago – I even swam in a (Senior games) meet in 2011. I’ve recently coached triathlon swimmers as well.
I haven’t been swimming much or at all in the past year, but I recently joined the Y and the pool there is lovely. So I will be back in the water soon.
But I digress. I really meant to say that the pool and swimming are part of my earliest memories. The smell of chlorine mixed with suntan lotion is one of the most soothing odors I can think of. This township pool is full of kids in the summer and I can see the same patterns being played out – swim team practice, Marco Polo games, griping at the interruption of adult swim time every hour, playing cards on a spread-out beach towel – the pool is great.
I put this sunshine through the gate into the entry area. In the summer this is where member tags are checked. From here I can almost smell the chlorine even now. I think this sunshine may be here for a while, but that’s ok. We don’t have too long to wait until the pool opens.
Find out more about the Sunshine Project here.