Halfway through swim practice this morning, in the middle of a set, my cap broke. Luckily I had an extra cap in my locker so I went upstairs, retrieved it, and headed back to the pool. About 100 yards after I got back in, the strap for my goggles broke. The lifeguard checked the lost and found and came up with a pair that looked semi-functional, but after a lap with them, I realized that being able to open the left eye might be nice, especially since it seemed to be cutting into flesh below my left eye mighty tightly. I checked my locker to no avail, but remembered that Sam had an extra pair in his bag. Sam got them for me and I proceeded to replace the strap of my goggles with the strap from his spare, since the sockets were a bit moldy. And then when I put them over my head, the nose piece broke. At that point, I figured it was best to just leave well enough alone and kick for the rest of practice. Some higher authority really didn't want me to swim today...

Posted by dahl at April 14, 2008 10:22 AM