no shade work in progress · gated
last august i swam 4,500 metres before breakfast and my watch called it moderate. i have still never swum five kilometres without a wall.
journal
a dated, append-only log from the water: teaching, training, competing. kept in the open, in order, signed by time.
keep swimming, ask anyway
someone asked me a question at a pool. it sent me back through every door i was scared of, and one i still haven't opened.
starting in the shallow end
why this surface exists, and the one idea under it: float first.