After watching Michael Phelps win eight gold medals, Dara Torres win her twelfth medal at her fifth Olympics at the age of 41, and many other inspiring swimmers, I decided to take advantage of my apartment building's Olympics size swimming pool. (I was too scared to use the pool in my Santa Barbara apartment, in fear of getting diseases).
I used to love swimming; the backstroke was always my favorite. I was always sad that we never had a pool at our house nor a community pool within walking distance of our house, but at least I got to go to swimming lessons every summer. I am not sure why I never tried out for my high school's swim team. Probably because I was intimidated by all the kids who did have pools and competed on their neighborhood's local swim team. California neighborhoods do produce some hardcore swimmers, including Anthony Ervin--an Olympic gold medalist, who went to my high school.
I swam my own 400 meter medley (no butterfly though--not coordinated enough) today. Though I was only competing (secretly) with the senior citizens who swim laps in the pool and was probably 10x slower than anyone in Beijing, I was happy.