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It is 36 degrees in Ft Lauderdale today, but I went swimming
with my buddies anyway after work. Three of us showed up, switched to
suits in the locker room and put the goggles on in there where we
decided the workout (too cold outside). We settled on the fact that
we had to do a low rest set, as we could not stand the cold sitting
still. We went with 5 100's on 120, followed by four sets of 200,100,100 and
four 50's all on the 40 second fifty interval. What I did was dog the 200,
coming in on 235 and then sprint the others, gliding at the end so I could
start
each interval by flip turning, so my head would not hit the air.
The problem with that is you get crazy from whatever your body
releases in this kind of workout. We were all doing the glide trick,
and at 2800 yards, I thought about Bill Dooley marrying his sister, and
I nearly drowned from laughing. The lifeguard almost jumped in before I
got hold of the lane line. It took me all the way home to stop laughing.
We really all thought that his wife WAS his sister. When Sallot called me
with that today, I lost it.
There was a time, maybe as recently as five years ago, where if
you wanted to learn cave diving, you had to throw yourself on the alter of
red neck bozonity and stupidity, paying homage to people you wouldn't let
mow your lawn, and suffering all manner of idignity while blocking out the
realization that you were putting your life in the hands of someone with
the IQ of a farm animal. Things are different now, and many of you are
finding that out, thanks to the high speed information transfer made
possible by the Internet. Don't let these clowns fool you - this sport
is dominated by people who have ignored them and done it right. They
don't like to hear this, but look at the facts.
And I would not even mention it, as clearly none of these people
has been able to get to me no matter how hard they have tried, but for the
fact that I have watched so many peole get killed at the hands of drunken,
blubbering , dumb ass goobers who need a silver bullet badly. I am not
talking about Bill Dooley now, as I do not even know him, and despite the
fact that he is a little on the thin-skinned side, and does not do things
my way , I have not heard anything bad about him. In fact, I think the poor
bastard is nothing but a loyal follower of the real assholes out there,
whom he thinks he is defending. - G
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