And that’s all I got.
Oh, that and I did not drown.
Clearly.
I did get freaked out at one point… when I heard a hissssssssing sound coming from the bowels of Lake Washington.
I panicked-ish and looked for our kayaker (4 swimmers and a kayaker per team)… nearly calling out to him to save me from being sucked down to the bottom of Lake Washington… or to keep me from being abducted by a spacelakeship. Then I realized I was being silly.
So out of character.
I think that is pretty much about it.
Well, other than there were no 3 foot white caps this year (yay!), my left hand kept going numb and I may or may not have peed in my wetsuit.
What? Swim a mile in my wetsuit before you judge.
I think that covers it.
This is not my wetsuit. It’s the swim suit I wore under my wetsuit.
*Note: wearing yoga pants over a swimsuit does not a cute butt make.
I also got a pretty good neck-chafing. I bet you are dying to go swimming with me.
Ya know… I think I’d choose wetsuit induced neck chafing over the chafing I imagine one would get while jogging in a kilt…
Does Carheartt make kilts?
BEDTIME! G’night!
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