Good Karma at the Pool

Last night we went to the pool to squeeze in a quick workout. The Mets were playing which means we couldn't go to the pool until 8pm (parking & traffic is terrible before then). I hate working out this late at night but sometimes it is the only time that you can squeeze it in. The constant rain has brought everyone back to the pool in droves and it was packed last night. All the lanes were full to the max and there was a super slow person in one of the fast lanes - as in dogging paddling without goggles - super slow. The good lifeguard was on duty so we flagged him over and he bounced the slow dude out of the lane. It was still packed though and everyone else was just regular slow and annoying.

I spent the first 400 meters dodging breast strokers and attempting to crush people with flip turns, the nice lifeguard came over to let me know they were opening a couple of lanes in the diving pool if I wanted to move and I jumped at the opportunity. I switched lanes but because the diving pool doesn't have signs about speeds I was quickly joined by a breast stroker, a doggy-paddler and a double-armed backstroker. Hell. So, I moved outside of the lanes and began swimming along the lane marker in the open water part of the pool (which was actually closed) but I figured I would do it until the life guard kicked me out and then try to move back to a fast lane. Well, I swam and swam and nobody bothered me. I was resting after finishing 5 x 200's and the nice lifeguard came over and informed me that I could continue to swim outside the lane, by myself. Why? Because he told the other swimmers and lifeguards that I worked there. So, I got to finish my workout in total peace in a lane all alone. It was blissful and wonderful.