We all got loaded and Owen and I decided that the very next morning would be the perfect time to finally settle, once and for all, the trash talk that's been swirling around all summer about The Race. A swim race. 100 meters. Winner take all.
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Bill warned Owen that it was a bad idea to race me, but did Owen listen? No. No, he did not.
It was a beautiful, quiet, Thursday morning at 11 a.m. at Ocean Beach. I guess school must be back in session?
A kid named Mike duly took his place as our cheering section lifeguard.
A 50 meter pool is not for the faint of heart.
Owen stretched for what seemed like hours. Me, I stood at the edge of the pool repeating, "Are you ready?"
Our delightful friend Deb works at Ocean Beach, and has a whistle. She was our designated starter. We had to start from the wall, instead of diving in. I think that was protest #2 for Owen. Protest #1 was I was 5 minutes late. Because of Bill.
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Get set.
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Go!
It started out pretty close; it really did.
Relatively close.
12 comments:
Oh my god, this was fantastic. The pictures, the commentary, the result, everything.
:)
Well, alRIGHT! Good job. (And in a bikini, no less -- is that why the in-pool start?)
No, PI, it was the rotton lifeguard who wouldn't let us dive in. And of course a bikini! I've got my reputation, um, blog, to think about!
Thanks P&D. It was a *fun* morning. Especially for me.
Ellie
You most definitely also win the skin tone contest. That boy is w.h.i.t.e. Better luck next time, Owen!
Ellie, you da man.
xoxoxo
j
Silly man...what WAS he thinking taking you on?
Good race, indeed, Ellie!
Doesn't Owen know that you go to high school swim meets willingly, for fun?
You are da man, Ellie.
Beth
He really should have known better than to race you, but he's so competitive. Nice job to you both!
Nice job, Ellie Phelps.
Congrats, El! Condolences, Owen. What are you, nuts? I must confess, though, that ever since I heard about this race at Ocean Beach, I imagined you were racing in OB, not the pool, LOL. I was wondering what markers on the beach you'd use to measure 100 meters...
So psyched to see you tomorrow, Almost Birthday Girl!
Wow! Awesome job! Does he owe you a few beers now? Count me as one person intimidated by the 50 meter pool!
Oh, he really should have known better just by comparing biceps!!!
Way to go, girl!!!
He owes me an Owen-cooked dinner. Me and The Mistah, our official photographer.
Ellie
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