Swimming

The smell of the chorine burns you nostrils like acid,

The humidity in the building makes it hot similar to the heat of the sun.

The constant loud noise sounds like a football stadium on Super Bowl Sunday,

All you hear is the constant BEEP from the starting buzzer, the splashes, and the

constant chatter.

Then it is your turn to race,

You stand on the cold white starting block ready to race.

You take your mark and concentrate on listening for the buzzer,

When the buzzer sounds you jump in to the ice cold water and start the race.

Underwater all you can tink about is kicking as fare as you can go,

You break the surface and start sprinting as fast as you can.

You hear the water shish past your face and you feel the air on your feet as you kick-up and down,

You can't hear anything but the water you cna't see anything but the water.

And then the race is over,

You catch your breath and shake hands with the people in the lanes next to you.

Your get out of the water and barely walk straight then you go rest,

And then you get ready for this all over again in about 30 minutes.